After Zhuge Liang died, Jiang Siming still had people give him a lavish burial.
At least, that meant he had done everything he could.
Meanwhile, the same scene played out again.
Guan Yu and Zhang Fei once again blocked Liu Bei's path.
Liu Bei once again displayed his "talent," weeping bitterly as he played the emotional card.
His snot and tears flowed freely.
Anyone who saw it would be heartbroken, and anyone who heard it would shed tears.
If Jiang Siming had seen this, he definitely would have given him this year's Veteran Actor Award.
The most loyal Guan Yu and Zhang Fei wavered once again.
"Yunchang, Yide, do you still remember that peach garden in Zhuo Commandery? Do you remember the oath we swore when we became sworn brothers? Sob..."
Liu Bei fell to his knees before Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, crying his eyes out. In truth, he had long since lost all brotherly affection for the two of them.
All that remained was resentment and the desire to kill them as soon as possible. Unfortunately, he lacked the ability to do so now, so he could only put on an act.
Guan Yu and Zhang Fei once again found it difficult to harden their hearts.
Just then, a voice came from behind them.
"General Guan, General Zhang, if you let him go again, the lord's grand plan will be delayed once more. The conflicts across the realm will continue for much longer, and the common people will continue suffering through the misery and torment of war. Compared to this great cause of righteousness, how can your brotherly affection—which no longer exists—possibly matter more? Can you really not tell which is more important?"
Guo Jia rode over at a leisurely pace, carrying a pot of wine and taking