The Treacherous Dog Is Truly Cunning

After receiving ten thousand infantrymen and sufficient food, weapons, and equipment, Little Hegemon was as impatient as ants on a hot pan. He eagerly led his troops toward Lujiang Commandery, and Zhou Yu showed no intention of stopping him.

This was not to say that the two had their hearts in perfect accord... No, that was wrong. They understood each other without words? They respected one another like honored guests? I no longer knew how to describe it exactly. In any case, they had made the same decision, but for entirely different reasons.

Sun Ce was like a ferocious tiger released from its cage. With Yuan Shu no longer suppressing him, he could finally give free rein to himself and fight anyone he wanted. Zhou Yu, however, was doing it to avoid disaster!

Young as he was, Zhou Yu possessed a remarkable talent for predicting events, almost as though he could see the future. Perhaps that was why he would die young. In any case, he did not believe Yuan Shu could withstand Liu Biao and Cao Cao attacking him from both sides. In this kind of three-way battle—briefly known as a threesome—one side would be attacked from front and rear by the other two. Generally speaking, the scene would be utterly unsightly, unfit for viewing, and unbearably tragic. Unless Yuan Shu was a heaven-defying genius who had mastered the Northern Mysterious Divine Technique and could absorb the vital essences of both sides at once, he would inevitably end up with his legs covered in tally marks and his face splattered with essence.

If he did not quickly take Sun Ce away from Yuan Shu, then with Sun Ce's willingness to risk his life for his friends, he would certainly do everything he could to help Yuan Shu hold the