The First Tyrant of Daxia

Qin Yun never expected that he would find the answer to the problem that had been bothering him in such a place!

"Your Majesty, is this really the right map?" Murong Shunhua also knew about the map and asked softly.

Qin Yun nodded vigorously, stroking the map on the table with both hands, his expression full of excitement: "Absolutely, I didn't expect that I would get it here!"

As long as I have this map, my efficiency in attacking Britain can be at least twice as high, and I can also avoid many risks.

Risk means loss, which means that the soldiers you have carefully trained will not be wasted in such a useless place!

"Thank you so much, old man!"

He wanted to thank the old man, but saw that he had already sat back on the bed, half leaning against the headboard.

Elder Feng appeared at the right time and said softly, "Your Majesty, the time has come."

The excitement of getting the map was instantly extinguished by a basin of cold water.

He stared blankly at the old woman on the bed, and his expression gradually calmed down. He waved at Kahali who was still packing his things: "Kahali, go and see your grandma."

Kahali looked a little dazed. He came to the bedside and held the old woman's dry hands: "Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

His voice was a little panicked, as if he had realized what was going to happen.

The old woman looked at him with empty eyes. She raised her hand and touched the air, and finally gently placed it on Kahali's head. A kind smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Khali, grandma is very pleased to see what you look like when you grow up."

"However, grandma may not be able to continue to take care of you in the future. Now that you have met a noble person, your life will have new opportunities. It will not be good for your life to continue to stay with grandma."

"Listen to grandma and go ask that noble man to take you in. If he doesn't want to, you have to live well on your own."

"Grandma is a little tired now and wants to have a good sleep. Please help her lie down."

Kahali couldn’t tell what his expression was, but he nodded repeatedly: “Okay, okay, grandma, I’ll help you lie down.”

With the help of Kahali, the old man lay back on the simple bed.

She raised her hand and stroked Kahali's face with trembling hands, and her voice began to become faint.

"Kahali, my dear Kahali! Grandma, I really hope to see you grow up to be like your father."

The sunlight just passed through the gap and fell on the grandparents and grandchildren from above.

A light dust floated in the air, and at this moment the two people seemed to be frozen into an eternal oil painting.

Qin Yun looked at the scene, unable to describe the emotion in his heart.

In this war, he saw too many deaths, and all of them came too suddenly, just like losing one's life suddenly while walking on the road.

Under the grand backdrop of war, death seems to have become a normal state.

But this was a rare opportunity for Qin Yun to witness with his own eyes how a person gradually lost his life in front of him.

It was like a big hand pulling out something from a person's body that was hard to describe.

Maybe it is life, maybe it is soul, or maybe it is a person's life experience.

After a long while, he slowly walked forward to Kahali's side and gently put his arm around his shoulders: "Kahali, take one last look at your grandma."

"Um……"

Kahali nodded gently, his voice choked with sobs, and tears welled up in his eyes, but they never fell.

At his age, he already understands what death means to human beings.

"Are you willing to go with me?" Qin Yun looked down at him, "This will be another path, a path completely different from your past life."

Although this pair of grandparents and grandchildren brought him special feelings, Qin Yun would not give him any extra preferential treatment.

If Kahali follows him away, it means he will have to join the army and rely on his own abilities to have a better life in the future.

Kahali wiped away her tears, turned around to face Qin Yun, knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed twice.

"My grandmother told me to follow you. If you are willing to take me in, I will do anything."

Qin Yun raised a faint smile and pulled him up from the ground: "Okay, from now on, you are my personal attendant, Master Feng!"

In the darkness, Elder Feng came out and stood beside Qin Yun with his hands behind his back, "Your Majesty."

"Teach him a lesson, at least let him be able to protect himself." Qin Yun whispered.

He knew that Master Feng had already accepted Aliang as his true disciple, as Qin Rui's future shadow, so there would not be any other true disciples.

However, I can only feel at ease if I leave the arrangements for this little guy to Mr. Feng.

Moreover, he had a vague idea in his mind that this idea might have a chance to be realized in the future, but he needed to pave the way in this direction.

Even if he really conquered the Western countries, given the current level of technology, it was not a realistic idea to control the entire world with one country's capital.

In that case, maybe...

Qin Yun shook his head, put this thought behind him, and looked up at Elder Feng: "What is his aptitude?"

Old Feng squatted down and pinched Kahali twice, and a gleam of light suddenly burst out from his turbid old eyes.

He stood up suddenly and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, this boy is very talented. Perhaps he can teach a second shadow."

Hearing this, Qin Yun looked at Kahali with some surprise. He did not expect that Elder Feng would give such a high evaluation.

Or is this fate?

"Kahari, think it over carefully. This is the last chance I'll give you." Qin Yun squatted down, looked at Kahari and said seriously, "Follow me, you will never be able to go back to the life you once had."

Kahali looked back at his grandmother, his eyes full of reluctance, but when he turned his head again, there was only determination in his eyes.

He imitated the others and bowed before Qin Yun: "I am willing to pledge my loyalty, Your Majesty."

Seeing that Kahali had made a decision, Qin Yun stopped trying to persuade him.

Everyone chooses their own path. For the old man's sake, Qin Yun can give him a chance to change his fate.

As for whether there is a chance to change, it depends on Kahali's own ability.

Qin Yun then arranged for people to bury the old man, and the grave was set on the barren hill behind the cottage.

It was not until the old man’s tombstone was carved that Qin Yun heard the old man’s name for the first time.

"Amina, that's her name."

Sekhmet installed the tombstone himself and explained: "In our tribe, this name means to protect future generations and hope that they can live a better life."

"Really?" Qin Yun put his hands behind his back, as if he saw the old woman's smiling face again, "This should also be her wish."