Qin Dynasty: Your Majesty, I really am a time traveler.

"brush!"

That's the sound of a sharp arrow slicing through the air.

Fusu saw his teacher rushing towards him and realized something was wrong.

He turned his head and saw an archer standing behind him, with an arrow already released from the bow.

At that moment, countless images flashed before his eyes.

From his childhood to the present, he has benefited from the strict teachings of his father and his teachers, and the love and respect of his siblings...

"Boom~"

The next moment, a deep, muffled sound came.

All that could be seen was a figure dressed in a white robe lying on the ground.

Thinking he was about to die, Fusu touched his entire body and found no signs of arrows piercing his flesh.

He looked down and saw that Tang Yu still had the arrow that had just been shot at him stuck in his chest!

It was obvious that the teacher came to his rescue and blocked the arrow!

Fusu collapsed to the spot, and could only scream in despair.

"teacher!"

"Mr. Tang!"

But what he didn't expect was.

Tang Yu's "corpse," with an arrow piercing his chest, suddenly moved.

He stood up, raised his S686 and fired a shot at the man holding the arrow.

"boom!"

After the shot rang out, the person who fired the sneak attack was immediately shot down.

Tang Yu looked down at his chest and winced in pain.

"Damn it, if the system hadn't just rewarded me with a bulletproof vest, I would have really been done for today!"

Tang Yu glanced at Fusu, who was still standing there in a daze, and was still a little worried.

But seeing that there were no people carrying bows and crossbows among the group, he nodded and said:

"In that case, you wait here, and I will return shortly."

Fusu nodded hurriedly, inwardly praising the gesture.

This teacher is truly a master!

He survived even with such a long, sharp arrow piercing his heart.

Tang Yu looked at the assassin who was terrified of being brought back to life, picked up his S686 and charged forward.

Good grief, if I hadn't been lucky, you guys would have killed me this time!

Tang Yu was just a little timid because he had never killed anyone before.

But after experiencing such a life-threatening crisis, his adrenaline had been completely released.

He has now put all those emotions behind him.

All he needed to do was slaughter them all!

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

This was the most shots fired by s686 since he crossed over.

Thanks to the system's automatic ammunition feeding, Tang Yu only needs to simply press the trigger.

Gunfire erupted in the alleyway like a never-ending downpour.

……

Fifteen minutes later, Tang Yu returned carrying the still-smoking S686.

He looked at Fusu, who was waiting obediently in place, and a smile appeared on his face.

Even though Fu used a gun to kill people, the blood they spat out still drenched him.

At this moment, he resembled a demon god covered in blood, even his white robe had turned red.

His smile sent a shiver down Fusu's spine.

However, upon realizing that the person was his teacher, Fusu lowered the arrow he had just raised.

Seeing Tang Yu covered in blood, Fu Su's voice trembled slightly.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

Tang Yu waved his hand, saw the arrow still stuck in his chest, and yanked it off his bulletproof vest.

Fusu's eyes widened instantly.

Is this even human?

"Alright, go and call Meng Tian to clean up the floor."

"Your Highness! We are too late to rescue you!"

Before Tang Yu could finish speaking, he saw Meng Tian leading his soldiers toward them.

He looked at the alley filled with the corpses of assassins and the weapons scattered all over the ground.

Meng Tian felt his nine clans flashing.

He was really careless!

His resolute face was filled with bitterness and lingering fear.

It would be a small matter if my family were implicated as a result.

Prince Fusu was assassinated as a result, destroying the foundation of the Qin Dynasty and ruining its future.

Seeing Fusu standing there unharmed, Meng Tian felt as if his entire clan had come back to life.

Before he could catch his breath, he saw Tang Yu standing next to Fusu.

At this moment, the other party looked like a blood-soaked figure!

"Grand Preceptor, what is this...?"

He almost fainted again before he could catch his breath.

He's so stupid! Really!

He believed that with the Imperial Preceptor possessing a celestial artifact, no one would dare to assassinate the Imperial Preceptor and Prince Fusu.

But he never expected that there really were such reckless fools in the world!

If the assassin on the ground knew of his idea, he would definitely cry foul in his heart.

Damn it, that guy didn't tell me either!

He really does have a weapon!

Fortunately, even though Tang Yu was covered in blood, he seemed to be in relatively stable condition.

Fusu immediately waved his hand, dragging the bodies of these people who had been shattered to pieces by Tang Yu, and said:

"Go back to the palace."

Ying Zheng was pacing back and forth in the Zhangtai Palace.

He had just received a report from the Black Ice Platform that they had heard the sound of the Imperial Preceptor's magical artifact coming from inside Xianyang City.

Ying Zheng immediately realized something was wrong and hurriedly sent Meng Tian to provide support.

After all, this matter concerns not only Fusu, but also the Imperial Preceptor, and we must not afford to make any mistakes!

"Imperial Preceptor, Fusu, you must both be safe!"

Ying Zheng stood by the railing, tapping his fingers on it repeatedly.

In his mind, he was pondering who in Xianyang City could threaten the life of the Imperial Preceptor.

He even used that weapon?

As he thought about it, Fusu's face appeared in his mind.

As a child, he was pampered by his parents, and as he grew older, Ying Zheng placed high hopes on him.

However, he later somehow became corrupted by Confucianism and went completely astray.

However, if Fusu were to die here, a fierce rage blazed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

He must find out who is behind this assassin, and then have their entire family executed to accompany Fusu and the Grand Preceptor!

……

"Chunyu Yue, I think we don't need to support Tang Yu's reform anymore."

Kong Feng paced back and forth inside Chunyu Yue's room.

He held a copy of the Analects in his hand, his tone somewhat indifferent.

However, the smile on his lips revealed his extraordinary confidence at that moment.

"What do you mean?"

Chunyu Yue frowned, clearly not quite understanding, while Kong Feng said:

“If the person conducting the evaluation is not Tang Yu, then we naturally don’t need to offer bribes.”

"Because other people will inevitably put great emphasis on teaching Confucianism."

"Similarly, we do not need to make any sacrifices in support of Tang Yu's reforms, nor should we be affected by his reforms."

Chunyu Yueyue became increasingly confused as he listened.

But he had a bad feeling about it.

"What do you mean?"