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"Won't you allow it?" Aizen's expression shifted. He glanced at Su Han subconsciously before lowering his eyes.

So, does the Speaker of Parliament think that obtaining that book might put his life in danger?

The idea that a book could pose a fatal threat to him is ridiculous... but he believed it anyway.

The Mist? Conan fell into deep thought. The Mist? The Lord of the Mist! The Ruler of the Mist. The controller of the mist… or perhaps something else entirely…

"As expected." Ying Zheng's gaze swept over Number Ten and Su Han, a knowing glint in his eyes.

"Let's stop joking around!" Su Han spoke from the bronze throne, his voice calm. "Those who wish to travel to the Qin's World can now register."

“Count me in,” Zhang Sanfeng suddenly spoke up, smiling. “After all, I’ve learned quite a few spells. I’m itching to try them out…”

That being said, Zhang Sanfeng's trip to the Qin Dynasty world was also partly to repay the favor that Ying Zheng had shown him last time.

"Then, I'll go too!" Madara Uchiha said lazily.

“I don’t think it’s necessary,” Ying Zheng said, looking directly at Uchiha Madara. “With Madara’s power, going to my world to deal with those rebels would be a waste of his talent… The same applies to Aizen, Whitebeard, and others.”

"Hmm?" Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow, his gaze towards Ying Zheng gradually sharpening. He sneered, making no attempt to hide anything and directly bringing up the topic, "You think I would cause trouble in your world? And that you have absolutely no ability to retaliate against me! So you don't want me to come!"

"You guys are really in danger," Huang Rong muttered.

“That’s normal,” Tony Stark glanced at the crowd. He understood and even explained, “Mr. Edward Newgate, a single airquake could destroy several counties… As the emperor of their world, Qin Shi Huang had to consider the stability of the country.”

"As for Madara Uchiha and Aizen... Heh, to be honest, if it weren't absolutely necessary, I wouldn't want you to step into my world."

"Actually, I have no problem with you personally, and I believe that under the Speaker's watchful eye, you will not harm me," Ying Zheng said calmly. "However, either your power is too destructive, or your personalities are ruthless and domineering, and you do not care about the people..."

“Therefore I refuse,” Ying Zheng said, looking directly at everyone present, leaving no room for negotiation, “because you may cause devastating harm to the land and people of my Qin Dynasty! That’s enough.”

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Chapter 96 The Incarnation of the Unspeakable! Zhao Gao's Fear

After a brief silence, Aizen said with a helpless expression, "This is truly cruel."

"Use them if they're useful, and coldly reject them if they're not?" Conan's expression was subtle. "Are you treating them like tools?"

“No,” Huang Rong’s emotions suddenly surged, and she whispered, “This is the real Qin Shi Huang! He clearly loved his people like his own children… yet he’s always been called a tyrant. My father said that many Confucian scholars! He looked down on them… they just smear others in their books.”

“However… if that’s the case,” Tony Stark turned and gazed at Ying Zheng, who was shrouded in mist, “I’ll go over! Your Majesty shouldn’t have any objections, right?”

"Agreed!" Ying Zheng uttered a single word after a long silence. He had clearly taken Tony Stark's personality into account, knowing that protecting the people would be his priority.

“I knew it, my integrity is much higher than yours.” Tony Stark laughed.

“Actually,” Conan suddenly said, “if All Might were here, Ying Zheng would probably invite him to go and resolve the issue together, right? Hmm… if I’m strong enough, His Majesty probably wouldn’t object to me going.”

"No, I think His Majesty will have a lot to say about this." Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyelids twitched. Why would they drag you over there? To make people in the Qin Dynasty die, and then have you solve the case?

“So,” Su Han looked down at Ying Zheng, Tony Stark, and Zhang Sanfeng, his gaze sweeping over them one by one, “are you the ones who want to go over?”

"Yes!" Ying Zheng said solemnly, "Please begin!"

Su Han remained silent, and ripples suddenly spread around him. The scene of the Xianyang Palace reappeared in the center. He lightly tapped the back of his chair with his finger.

A faint white light appeared on Ying Zheng and the other two, and they instantly disappeared into the illusory image.

Suddenly, Number Ten spoke up, "Let me go this time! It just so happens to be my first time."

After Su Han controlled Number Ten to say those words, he first used his divine authority to fix his own and Number Ten's forms. Then, he silently entered the world of Qin's Moon.

Of course, in the eyes of the many members of the Misty Space, it was as if Number Ten was emitting a faint black light, and a phantom was condensing from his body and then entering that illusory scene.

The misty space was completely silent.

Madara Uchiha's pupils dilated, his mind reeling, as he stared intently at Number Ten.

Number Ten remained seated quietly, calmly gazing at the illusory scene in the center of the hall.

"Was that a split avatar just now?" Aizen muttered to himself as he watched the scene unfold. "The splitting was much easier than I imagined! It was as if he could split whenever he wanted."

Aizen initially thought that avatars needed to be cultivated slowly, but the scene that appeared before him made him realize that he had been thinking too much.

Seeing Number Ten speak so casually, even if he said he could split into dozens of avatars in an instant if he wanted to... Aizen wouldn't have the slightest doubt.

...

Meanwhile, inside the Xianyang Palace.

The two soldiers knelt on the ground, remaining silent for a long time. Finding no movement, they cautiously looked up at the man sitting on the throne. They then noticed that he had closed his eyes, as if asleep.

"Is Your Majesty too tired?" the general murmured to himself, but before he could say anything more, Ying Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.

Immediately, a faint, jet-black light shone beside Ying Zheng.

"Who goes there?" The soldier's expression changed drastically. With his exclamation, the palace gates burst open, and Zhao Gao, leading numerous experts from the Luo Wang organization, stormed into the hall. His expression was solemn and cold.

Clearly, a large number of people were protecting Qin Shi Huang's safety.

Qin Chancellor Li Si also stood outside the gate, his expression solemn. Of course, he was not there to protect Qin Shi Huang, but to present a memorial to the emperor and address any issues.

Then, this group of people who held high positions of power in the Qin Dynasty witnessed a group of people slowly taking shape from nothing.

At the very front was a figure clad in Iron Man armor, and next to him was an elderly man in a Taoist robe, whose hair was white and frail, yet he exuded the vitality of a young man.

As for the last one, it was a figure shrouded in mist...

Noticing their gazes, Su Han narrowed his eyes and directly used the space to simulate the eerie feeling of a centipede spider on his body.

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