Although Liu Jing was a student of history, he racked his brain and still could not find words to describe such an immortal beauty.
"Who are you, beauty?"
A moment ago, Liu Jing was still performing archaeological research at the "Tomb of the First Emperor." Suddenly, he found himself transported to this place, his expression somewhat befuddled.
The peerless beauty saw Liu Jing wake up, softly caressed his brow, her breath fragrant like orchids: "Great King, I am Yun Ni."
"Yun Ni? Are you one of the four great beauties?"
To his surprise, Liu Jing could understand the accent of this peerless beauty; he turned to observe his surroundings.
Inside the tent, weapons and battle armor hung on a wooden rack next to him, with patterns that were ancient and grand. Could he really have returned to that era of war and burgeoning heroes?
Who am I?
Where am I?
What should I be doing?
"What place is this?" Liu Jing continued to ask.
What's wrong with the Great King today?
