Lu Bu had more than enough reason not to charge in and avenge Long Xiaofan.
Anyone with a normal brain could see just how heaven-defying King Yama's Heart was.
Even when that thing had fallen into the hands of the useless Kinoshita Hanbei, it had already been ridiculously powerful.
Now, however, it belonged to Zhang Guangmu!
As for Zhang Guangmu's personal abilities, those who understood, understood. No explanation was necessary.
According to Kinoshita Hanbei, when King Yama's Heart fell into the hands of a Submerged Dragon possessing Mysterious Yellow Blood, it had most likely completed its unsealing. It had become even more powerful than before, with more functions.
Leaving everything else aside, Lu Bu hadn't understood Zhang Guangmu's method of crushing Long Xiaofan to death from a distance.
He felt that even if he charged in, he probably wouldn't gain any advantage.
To make an enemy of someone like Zhang Guangmu—wouldn't that be courting death?
A true man followed the tides of circumstance, and a wise bird chose a tree to roost in!
Surrendering to Zhang Guangmu might not be a way out...
Lu Bu wasn't a reckless brute. His mind might not have been as flexible as Bai Qi's, but he certainly had more schemes than Xiang Yu.
He knew that among the ancestral spirits currently belonging to the Xuanxian Group, there was a fellow named Hannibal Barca. Originally, he had been summoned by an unknown nobody from Chonghuang District.
Later, Zhang Guangmu had killed that summoner, and Hannibal Barca had found a new summoner and pledged allegiance to Zhang Guangmu.
It was only a change of summoner. Hannibal Barca could do it, so why couldn't Lu Bu?
As it turned out, not making an enemy of Zhang Guangmu had been the most correct decision possible.
Bai Qi and