"allow!"
"promise!"
Soon the little guy entered the hall, smiling at Ying Zheng, "Father, I'm back."
Ying Zheng looked at him with considerable confusion, "Didn't your mother take you back?"
The little guy said, "I was about to leave, but I came back after hearing that the small country wasn't giving me tribute."
Ying Zheng was taken aback. "What does this have to do with you?"
The little boy ran to Ying Zheng's side, "Father, how about I get those tributes back for you?"
Ying Zheng's expression changed slightly, "You?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao quickly said, "Young master, please don't joke. Those small countries must have a plan in mind for such a clamor. They may have other major powers supporting them behind the scenes."
"If we want to get this back, I'm afraid the Qin Dynasty will have to be very careful and plan slowly."
Yes, even the Qin Dynasty had to take it slow, figuring out the details before proceeding.
How could a little child be more powerful than the Qin Dynasty?
The little guy looked confident. "Let me go, Dad. I'll definitely get you three times the tribute."
[And I'll teach those ungrateful bastards a lesson! They actually betrayed their benefactor; the more I think about it, the angrier I get!]
Looking at the little one, Ying Zheng was still a little worried, "Yu'er, are you really sure you're okay?"
Although he knew how capable the little guy was, those small countries were clearly prepared this time as well.
The little guy nodded repeatedly, "No problem, but Dad, if I get it back, how much will you give me?"
Ying Zheng looked at the little guy and said, "Forty percent. If we can get those tributes back, I'll give you forty percent."
The little guy held out one hand, "Fifty percent!"
Although I don't know exactly 40%, it's always better to take more.
Seeing the little guy's serious expression, Ying Zheng laughed heartily, "Good, good, good! We'll do as you say, Yu'er!"
The little one blinked her big eyes and said, "Since you're asking for something, don't call me Yu'er anymore. It doesn't sound authoritative at all."
Ying Zheng was taken aback. "Then what should I call you?"
The little guy's eyes darkened, and he said, "From now on, call me the Mischievous Demon King!"
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