How Do You Cut This Thing? (Happy Valentine's Day)

A few days after returning to Linzi, Wang Xuan met Old Huang Zhong, who had yet to grow old.

It might sound a little strange, but that was exactly how Wang Xuan felt. After all, in every movie, television series, or game he had encountered before, Huang Zhong always appeared as an old man with a white beard.

Only this white-bearded old man was no good at giving people gifts. He was only good at giving people funerals.

The Huang Zhong standing before Wang Xuan now had a beard too, but it was definitely black. Wang Xuan just couldn't get used to it.

"Greetings, Commander Wang!" Huang Zhong was extremely respectful when they first met. After all, this was the person mentioned in the letter—the one who could cure his son.

Incidentally, Wang Xuan had been promoted. Ever since Liu Bei had begun expanding into Qi Commandery by accident, he had submitted a memorial declaring himself Governor of Qingzhou. The memorial was merely a show of attitude. Whether Dong Zhuo agreed or not, Liu Bei was now the Governor of Qingzhou.

With Liu Bei promoted, Wang Xuan naturally rose in rank as well. A commander was the highest-ranking subordinate under the governor, in charge of all the government affairs of a province.

"General Huang, please get up. Don't stand on ceremony. Just call me Zaizhi. What's this commander business? It sounds so stuffy and exhausting." Wang Xuan pulled Huang Zhong to his feet. "Duke Xuande is inspecting the other parts of Qingzhou. He should be back in a couple of days. Then you'll be able to meet him."

"Thank you, Wang... Zaizhi. I hardly deserve to be called a general. If you don't mind, just call me Hansheng." Feeling Wang Xuan's sincerity, Huang Zhong was delighted.

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