The two of them had put on quite a show. In the eyes of the uninformed crowd, Zhang Miao had demonstrated that he trusted those he employed and did not employ those he distrusted. After all that publicity, he had reaped another wave of praise, while Wang Xuan had deliberately kept a low profile, hiding himself in the shadows. Once he had secured an official position, he had no further demands in the short term.
But those who ought to have been puzzled remained puzzled, and as time passed, their doubts only grew heavier.
Yes, this was about the Straw Sandal brothers' eldest brother—Liu Bei Liu Xuande.
That night, after dinner, the Straw Sandal Brothers sat inside the room. A pot of weak wine sat on the table. Zhang Fei had woken up the next day. His inhuman recovery was truly astonishingly fast. Although he still could not fight anyone, he had no trouble walking, sitting, eating, drinking, or relieving himself normally.
Zhang Fei kept drinking one mouthful after another. Guan Yu's eyes were narrowed slightly as his mind wandered elsewhere. Only Liu Bei sat with his brows tightly furrowed, sighing from time to time. Finally, Zhang Fei could not hold back anymore. With a clang, he set down his wine bowl and looked at Liu Bei solemnly. "Big Brother, you've been sighing nonstop. What's wrong? We've asked you these past few days, but you won't say!"
After Zhang Fei finished asking, Guan Yu also turned to look at Liu Bei, his eyes full of concern.
"It's not that I won't say." Liu Bei sighed. "It's that even if I told you, you wouldn't be able to help!"
"If you don't say anything, how do you know I can't help?" Zhang Fei looked thoroughly displeased. "Whoever offended Big Brother, I'll