From the girl’s reaction, I knew I had given the wrong answer. I wanted to say something to make up for it, but she didn’t give me a chance.

While I was working on what to say in my head, she raised her bronze sword and aimed it at the three of us.

Chuyi wasn’t intimidated. He held his eight-faced Han sword and coldly said to the girl in white, “General Zhao, it’s been more than two thousand years. Why do you still bother with this?” 

“The people from the Qin state were all traitors. Do you think you can stop people from spreading the truth?” The girl in white sneered. 

As the girl talked, Chuyi quietly said...