"Qin is vast; you can settle anywhere." Ying Zheng slowly spoke.
Upon hearing this.
Fearful at heart, Zhao Gao lifted his head and said trembling, "Your Majesty, I do not wish to leave."
"Although the event has not yet occurred, I have seen it with my own eyes. If I keep you by my side, perhaps I really will kill you."
"Go."
"Consider it as settling the thirty years of master-servant relationship; I spare your life." Ying Zheng waved his hand.
Seeing this.
Zhao Gao wept and bowed low to Ying Zheng, "Servant, thank Your Majesty for your benevolence!"
"Li Si."
"You may stand."
Ying Zheng sighed.
"Your Majesty."
"I am at fault."
Li Si lowered his head, showing embarrassment.
"The fault has not yet occurred, and you were laboring for Qin, perhaps in your late years, lacking insight." Ying Zheng spoke slowly.
For Zhao Gao, Ying Zheng still held sentiments from a master-servant relationship, but for Li Si, he naturally offered greater grace.
Moreover, in that vision.
