Flying General

The atmosphere had grown extremely heavy because of Wang Xuan. Zhang Fei was the one who could least stand it. He felt as though ants were crawling all over him, making him unbearably uncomfortable. Suddenly, he laughed loudly, turned to Wang Xuan, and asked, "Zaizhi, why won't you let me call that bastard Lu Bu a 'Three-Surnamed Slave'? I didn't say anything wrong."

Wang Xuan didn't mind Zhang Fei changing the subject. Instead, he smiled and asked in return, "What do you think of Lu Bu?"

"I admit that his martial prowess is high, but his character is far too despicable. He's disloyal and unrighteous—everyone has the right to kill him!" Zhang Fei curled his lips. In this era, loyalty and righteousness were held in extremely high regard, especially among martial men like them. Loyalty and righteousness were often more important than life itself.

"And you?" Wang Xuan swept his gaze around, looking at Guan Yu, Zhao Yun, Dian Wei, and the others.

"Recognizing a thief as one's father—he should be executed! Killing one's father—he should be executed!" Guan Yu rarely spoke so many words at once, clearly showing how much he disliked Lu Bu's actions.

Dian Wei and Liu Bei agreed with the two brothers, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. Zhao Yun opened his mouth, but said nothing, showing that he had a different opinion.

"Simply speaking of loyalty and righteousness!" Wang Xuan looked around at everyone present and said in a low voice, "None of you are as good as Lu Bu!"

"What?"

"What gives him the right?"

Zhang Fei immediately bristled. Liu Bei frowned and remained silent, while Guan Yu glared at Wang Xuan, waiting for an explanation.

"You all know that Lu Bu is currently known as the greatest warrior under Heaven. But do you know