The King of Chu's face changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "What? How could it be so fast?"

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" asked a minister.

The King of Chu looked at his ministers with despair in his eyes. He knew that the Chu State was finished.

"Surrender." The King of Chu said weakly.

The ministers looked at each other, and finally nodded helplessly.

The State of Chu was destroyed in this way.

Ying Yuan stood on the city wall of the Chu capital, looking down at the land beneath his feet.

His eyes were full of pride.

"I am the real overlord!" Ying Yuan said loudly.

His voice resounded throughout the State of Chu and throughout the world.

Ying Yuan's black combat boots stepped on the golden brick floor of the Chu Palace, making a crisp sound, as if crushing the last dignity of the King of Chu. He looked around, the carved beams and painted buildings, the golden splendor, but filled with a decadent atmosphere. Ying Yuan smiled contemptuously, this luxury, now just his spoils of war.

"Your Majesty, the King of Chu and his family have all been captured." Meng Tian knelt on one knee and reported respectfully.

"Yeah." Ying Yuan responded nonchalantly, his eyes falling on an exquisite pavilion in the distance. That was the bedroom of the King of Chu, and it was probably the most luxurious place in the palace. He walked over, and the guards behind him followed closely.

In the bedroom, the King of Chu sat slumped on the ground. His once splendid robes were now covered in dust, and he looked disheveled. He looked at Ying Yuan, his eyes full of fear and despair.

"Ying Yuan! You...you will not die well!" The King of Chu cursed in a trembling voice.

Ying Yuan walked up to the King of Chu, looked down at him, and raised a mocking arc at the corner of his mouth. "I don't need to worry about whether I die well or not. But you, as the king of a country, have ended up like this. Isn't it tragic?"

"The winner will be the king and the loser will be the bandit. You can kill me or chop me up. It's all at your discretion!" The King of Chu roared with his neck stiff, trying to retain the last bit of his dignity.

Ying Yuan chuckled and ignored the King of Chu's shouting. He walked to the window, looked at the flowers blooming outside, and said calmly: "The State of Chu is nothing more than this."

After saying that, he turned and left without looking at the King of Chu again. In the eyes of the King of Chu, Ying Yuan's back looked extremely tall and extremely cruel.

After leaving the Chu palace, Ying Yuan did not rush back to the capital, but ordered a celebration banquet to be held in the capital of Chu. He wanted to let everyone in the world know that the majesty of the Qin Dynasty could not be violated.

At the celebration banquet, there was singing and dancing, and the wine was flowing. Ying Yuan sat in the main seat, accepting the toasts and compliments from the generals. He raised his glass and drank it all, with ambition shining in his eyes.

"I want the flag of the Great Qin to be planted in every corner of the world!" Ying Yuan said loudly, his tone full of domineering power.

"Long live His Majesty! Long live the Great Qin!" The generals shouted in unison, and the atmosphere reached a climax.

However, at this moment, an untimely voice sounded.

"Your Majesty, such militarism is probably not a long-term solution."

The one who spoke was Donghuang Taiyi. He stood in the crowd with a calm expression, but a hint of warning in his tone.

Ying Yuan's eyes fell on Donghuang Taiyi, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He hated it most when others questioned his decisions, especially Donghuang Taiyi.

"Donghuang, are you questioning my decision?" Ying Yuan asked in a cold tone.

Donghuang Taiyi replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "I dare not. I am just worried that Your Majesty will act too hastily, which will cause public resentment and be detrimental to the long-term stability of the Qin Dynasty." Ying Yuan sneered: "Public resentment? Why should I be afraid? As long as I am strong enough, who dares to resist?"

"Your Majesty, water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. The people's hearts must not be lost." Donghuang Taiyi advised earnestly.

Ying Yuan waved his hand impatiently: "Enough! I have made up my mind, no need to say more. If you dare to stop me again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Donghuang Taiyi was silent. He knew that Ying Yuan would not listen to any advice. He could only sigh helplessly and retreat back into the crowd.

Ying Yuan looked at Donghuang Taiyi's back, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Although he treated Donghuang Taiyi with courtesy on the surface, he was always afraid of him in his heart. After all, Donghuang Taiyi's strength was unfathomable, and he had the powerful Yin-Yang family behind him.

"Come here, capture Donghuang Taiyi!" Ying Yuan suddenly ordered.

When these words came out, everyone was shocked. No one expected that Ying Yuan would suddenly attack Donghuang Taiyi at the celebration banquet.

The generals looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Although they were somewhat afraid of Donghuang Taiyi, he was the leader of the Yin-Yang family after all, and his status was noble. If they took him down like this, it would probably cause dissatisfaction among the Yin-Yang family.

"Your Majesty, this..." Meng Tian spoke hesitantly, trying to dissuade Ying Yuan.

However, Ying Yuan didn't give him a chance to speak.

"What? Do you want to disobey my order too?" Ying Yuan glanced at everyone coldly, his tone full of threats.

All the generals were suddenly silent and dared not say anything.

Several guards stepped forward and surrounded Donghuang Taiyi.

Donghuang Taiyi looked at Ying Yuan with a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He knew that Ying Yuan had been completely blinded by power.

"Ying Yuan, you will regret it sooner or later!" Donghuang Taiyi said coldly.

Ying Yuan laughed loudly: "Regret? I have never known what regret feels like!"

He waved his hand and the guards immediately took Donghuang Taiyi away.

The atmosphere at the celebration banquet suddenly became solemn. All the generals knew that a bigger storm was about to come...

The guards dragged Donghuang Taiyi away like wolves and tigers. He struggled all the way, cursing angrily: "Ying Yuan! You are incompetent and unjust! You will suffer the consequences!" However, his voice was soon drowned out by the noise of the celebration banquet.

Ying Yuan sat in the main seat, watching all this with cold eyes, his face expressionless. He slowly raised his wine glass and said to the generals: "Generals, don't pay attention to this clown. Today, we only talk about victory and the future!"

The generals raised their glasses in agreement, but their smiles were somewhat forced. The arrest of Donghuang Taiyi undoubtedly cast a shadow on the celebration banquet.

Meng Tian felt uneasy. He walked to Ying Yuan and whispered, "Your Majesty, Donghuang Taiyi is the leader of the Yin-Yang family after all. Treating him like this may cause dissatisfaction among the Yin-Yang family."

Ying Yuan glanced at him and sneered, "Yin Yang Family? Why should I be afraid? As long as I am strong enough, who dares to resist?"

Meng Tian wanted to persuade him again, but was interrupted by Ying Yuan: "Okay, no need to say more. I have made up my mind."

He stood up, raised his glass, and said loudly: "I want the flag of the Great Qin to be planted in every corner of the world! Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed without mercy!"

"Long live His Majesty! Long live the Great Qin!" The generals shouted again, but this time their voices were less enthusiastic and more fearful.

After the celebration banquet, Ying Yuan returned to his bedroom alone. He sat on the dragon chair, closed his eyes, and Donghuang Taiyi's resentful eyes appeared in his mind. (End of this chapter)