History won't come to a halt just because a few people have died.
No matter if they're emperors, treacherous ministers, heroes, or peerless beauties, it's the same.
Time will always march on.
As it always has.
Fang Zheng stood before the hillside, silent as he gazed at the tombstone ahead.
Qin Shi Huang, just like in history, died suddenly at the dunes during his tour.
In fact, the people Fang Zheng once saw are just like him; Xiang Shaolong and others have long since passed away, Qin Shi Huang being no exception. No one can escape the shackles of time; apart from the Time Dragon, all will move forward in the torrential flow of time, eventually reaching their endpoint.
The time has come.
