Different World: The Devil's Coming

"Stop, this is the imperial palace, civilians are not allowed to enter at will."

Mo Fan held the skewer of meat in his hand, looked at the guard who stopped him, chewed the meat in his mouth twice and swallowed it.

"Ahem, brother, I am the grandson of King Qin."

As if he was choking, Mo Fan coughed twice.

"Grandson? You can't even make up a plausible excuse these days. Are you going to say next that you are the child of Princess Qianqian and the Demon King?"

"Fuck, how did you figure that out? No one recognized me along the way."

Mo Fan was quite surprised. He didn't expect that his identity would be exposed as soon as he arrived in the imperial capital. It was indeed the imperial capital, full of hidden talents. Even a small security guard could recognize me. It seemed that he had to be more careful in the future. After all, he had to stay in Chang'an City for a few more years.

"How can I tell? You are already the twelfth... or thirteenth this year? Anyway, those who said so before have been thrown out of the city. If you still want to stay in Chang'an City, it's not too late to turn around and leave now. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

As he spoke, the guard took a step back and pointed the spear in his hand at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was a little speechless. He thought he was discovered, but it turned out that he was just an impersonator. However, based on the principle of less trouble is worse than more trouble, Mo Fan was too lazy to talk about it. He took out the token given to him by his grandfather from the storage bag inside his clothes, and after thinking about it, he took out the token given to him by his mother. He handed over the two tokens.

"Yes, this is the token given to me by the King of Qin, my grandfather, and my mother's, which is the token of Princess Qianqian you mentioned. Take a look for yourself."

After saying this, Mo Fan took a bite of the skewer and continued eating.

Seeing that Mo Fan looked calm and the two tokens seemed to be in good condition, the guard hesitantly put away his spear and took the tokens while staring at Mo Fan, as if trying to find a flaw in his expression.

But Mo Fan didn't pay any attention to him. After handing over the token, he even looked back to see if there was any restaurant he hadn't eaten at yet, so he could make up for it later.

The guard held the token and communicated with another person. Another guard watched Mo Fan while he took the two tokens and went into the palace to meet King Qin.

Seeing this, Mo Fan was too lazy to just stand there, so he simply sat on the steps and started eating, taking bites of meat and bites of pie.

Mo Fan originally wanted to give a skewer to the guard next to him, but he was too conscientious and did not waver at all in his invitation.

Mo Fan had no choice but to eat by himself.

There was a young man sitting on the steps at the entrance of the palace, and the guards did not drive him away.

This scene also attracted a lot of attention, but they didn't come to watch. Maybe too many people had pretended to be here before, so they didn't think too much about it. Most people just took a look and left. A few people stayed and were still discussing in low voices, as if they were talking about when Mo Fan would be driven away and how he would be driven away...

Mo Fan ignored him and ate his food, enjoying the bustling city while eating.

Fortunately, we didn’t have to wait too long before the main gate of the palace opened, accompanied by my grandfather’s hearty laughter.

"Hahahaha, my eldest grandson, you're finally here. Grandpa missed you so much."

As the ruler of a country, the King of Qin was not arrogant at all, and could even be said to be casual. He opened the palace gate just for Mo Fan. Looking at the ministers behind him, they must have been holding a court meeting. But he still came, and gave Mo Fan a bear hug as soon as he came out.

"Grandpa... cough cough, Grandpa, let go... I can't breathe..."

In another world, as the ruler of a country, in addition to the leadership of an emperor, one must also have the strength to suppress the ministers. So... Mo Fan was almost lifted up by his grandfather's bear hug.

Mo Fan’s grandfather, King Qin, Qin Shan, is currently a level 88 Berserker.

That's right... the king of a country... his profession is a berserker... so now you can imagine why the Qin State is so fierce. The envoy was killed, so they directly destroyed the other country, the princess was captured, and the army directly rushed to the Dark Forest to negotiate...

Qin Shan seemed to know that it was not good to be intimate with his grandson outside, so after putting Mo Fan down, he took his hand and walked into the palace. He also handed Mo Fan his own token.

"Xiao Fan, you came here alone? Your mother isn't with you?"

"Well, my mom told me to go out and explore the world on my own. I can't rely on her to take me everywhere I go."

Mo Fan couldn't say that it was he who told Qin Qianqian not to follow him, so he still had to have some basic emotional intelligence.

"Is that so? That's fine too. I hope your mother isn't being bullied over there."

His eyes were on his eldest grandson, but his words were always about his own daughter, which showed how much Qin Shan loved his daughter.

"No, who dares to bully her? When I was a kid, I loved to play everywhere. It was my mom who took me there. I can say that there is no place in the entire Demon King's Castle that I haven't blown up."

At the end, Mo Fan was even a little proud. After all, blowing up the Demon King's City was an achievement that had never been achieved before, and no one knew if anyone would be able to surpass him in the future.

The ministers nearby wanted to laugh when they heard this, but they held it back because they were professionals after all.

When Qin Shan heard this, he laughed out loud without reservation.

"Hahahaha, good, good, you are worthy of my Qin family's blood, well done! Come on, follow your grandfather to the court, and I will show you what this emperor is like."

Having said that, without waiting for Mo Fan to refuse, Qin Shan directly pulled him away...As for what the emperor is like on a daily basis? Who dares to be interested! !

The ministers behind him didn't seem to react much. Could it be that Qin Shan usually did whatever he wanted? No way, wasn't the emperor's job very hard?

Mo Fan was still wrong. It could even be said that after this court meeting, his previous worldview completely collapsed...

This is a different world, a world with magic, and the kings here are mostly the most powerful people in a country. Even if they are not the strongest, they have the strongest leadership ability and are the most popular among the people.

Under this premise, King Qin, Qin Shan, as a level 88 berserker and one of the strongest men in Qin, would not be like the emperors in previous life movies and TV series, who would worry about being assassinated when leaving the palace and being poisoned when eating.

For him, encountering an assassin outside the palace was just a warm-up. Poisoning his food was just a seasoning. In addition, he was the strongest, so as long as his decisions on national affairs were not too outrageous, such as going to war with other countries at every turn, the ministers would not object, but would only modify and improve his decisions, and then execute them after ensuring that they were suitable for the current Qin State.

So the court meeting was still a court meeting, and the format was similar to the movies and TV series in the previous life, but...

Minister: "Your Majesty, we have received a letter from the Northern Holy Light Empire, saying that their Saint will study at our advanced academy."

Qin Shan: "Saint? Why is she here? Just let her stay in their church and tell those weird guys to stop bothering me."

Minister: "Your Majesty, the letter said that they received guidance from the goddess, and the son of the demon king will enter a high-level college in Chang'an in the near future, so the saint was sent by the goddess to supervise him."

Qin Shan: "What the hell? Supervision? Does my grandson need their supervision? Let that saint girl go back to where she came from, or don't blame me for being rude."

Minister: "This...is not appropriate..."