Wang Xuan: Brother Wenhe, There's No Need to Thank Me!

Along the way, the closer they got to Linzi, the less it looked like the Han Empire.

When they arrived in Linzi, that feeling became even more pronounced.

Fortunately, Li Ru, Jia Xu, and Cai Yong had all seen grand occasions before. With Liu Bei and his civil and military officials personally welcoming them, they managed to suppress the urge to shout, "Holy crap!"

"Holy crap!" "Holy crap!" "Holy crap!" "Holy crap!"

Xu Rong, Zhang Ji, Zhang Xiu, and Lu Bu all shouted at once.

Apart from lacking electricity, Linzi was practically indistinguishable from a modern city... It even had buses. The eight-wheeled carriages pulled by two horses were packed with passengers, while the traffic officers directing traffic were busy enough to sweat through their hair.

There were no buildings lower than four stories on either side of the main streets. The constant flow of people filled all of Linzi with a bustling atmosphere. The commoners were full of curiosity about the people whom Liu Bei and the others had personally come out to welcome. People crowded the windows of the buildings and both sides of the streets, whispering incessantly as they watched the group pass by.

After everyone finished exchanging pleasantries with Liu Bei, it was Wang Xuan's turn. His first words upon meeting Jia Xu were direct: "Wenhe, don't worry. I've already arranged your residence and your family's accommodations. Considering our long-standing bond as kindred spirits, there's no need to thank me!"

Jia Xu smiled sincerely and pulled Wang Xuan by the hand. "I still have to thank Zaizhi... eight times!"

He had nearly blurted out what he was really thinking, but Jia Xu did not feel awkward. It was not worth feeling embarrassed over such a despicable fellow!

"I'm relieved to hear you say that. Don't worry,