Not long after Qi Fei left, Lu Bu climbed out of his sickbed.
After stretching lazily, he was just about to laugh a few times and savor the previous battle when he suddenly noticed there was only one banner beside him.
"Why is that?"
Lu Bu was somewhat puzzled.
Did Qi Fei only give out one?
That shouldn't be the case, should it?
The boss doesn't seem like a stingy person.
Could that brat Zhao Yun have gotten back up after taking that halberd strike?
But if not, could someone really have dared take my things?
This is a military camp.
"Ji Ling got up the instant you fell."
Sun Ce, who was lying beside him, explained.
"—Lucky bastard."
Lu Bu truly had not expected Ji Ling to be able to get back up—and to pick such perfect timing.
"Fine. It's just one military banner. Let him have it."
He had served under Yuan Shu for a while, after all. They were not particularly close, but there was at least some old friendship between them.
Lu Bu could not be bothered to argue with Ji Ling over something so trivial.
"Someone, take this thing to Gongzheng. Whether he uses it himself or gives it to the other Wolf Cavalry is up to him."
Lu Bu handed the military banner in his hand to the attendant beside him.
By Lu Bu's instincts, Gao Shun definitely would not need this thing.
But Trap-Breaking had once been his personal guard. Whether they could use it was another matter; whenever there was something good, they had to be the first to receive it.
If nothing else, it could be given to Trap-Breaking's reserve camp.
As Sun Ce watched Lu Bu make arrangements for the banner, a tear of envy trickled from the corner of