Zhao Xin found himself transmigrated into a novel, becoming the great villain, a delusional tyrant. This tyrant was obsessed with wine and women, lingering in the imperial harem and never attending...
Zhao Xin said with a laugh, "Anyway, there's no one here, and those guys from the Sky Eye Organization are all dead.
This place is given to you, so what does it matter?
As for whether you can build this place well, that is none of my business.
I haven't treated you unfairly!"
Chen Xin laughed and said, "What do you mean by unfair treatment? I think if I were to stay in Daqin, it would be a very good choice. I am actually very lazy. If I were to stay at home and read and have fun,
Maybe it will be even better!
I don’t like the world of truth!”
Zhao Xin said seriously, "No matter what, you are the master of this place now, and I don't care about other things.
If you can build this place well, you will get more, but if you can't build it well, that's your fault."
Chen Xin said: "Your Majesty, there is no emperor who is more relaxed than you right now!
Others work hard to be emperors, but I didn’t expect that you can travel around the world.
This shows how easy it is for you to be the emperor!"
Zhao Xin smiled and said, "That's normal, everyone else is a wise ruler.
But I am just a tyrant. What I like to do is eat, drink, have fun and do nothing.
Haven't I worked hard for so many years just to be able to eat, drink and have fun at ease? Now, do you want me to go back and hide in the palace, spending countless hours every day thinking about how to govern the country?
Just leave these things to your subordinates!"