Moonlit Night, Summit of the Forbidden City

No one was surprised. Lü Bu had come, without the slightest attempt at concealment, charging straight through as if he had never learned how to write the words "turn around" during his early schooling.

It was as though he embodied the phrase, "The whole world will make way for you."

Upon receiving the news that Lü Bu had forced his way through the checkpoint, Great Ding and the others could all picture him springing to his feet after hearing the report, then striding away under Chen Gong's helpless, resentful gaze.

At the thought of this martial madman colliding with Jia Rong, they were all a little excited and even wanted to go watch.

But after giving it some thought, they decided against it. Lü Bu was one thing.

At least they knew how to steer that wild bull without getting hurt themselves.

But Jia Rong was different. From beginning to end, his actions had carried an unfathomable quality, making it impossible to tell what he would do next.

Everyone had thought that after his crushing victory over Lu Junyi, he would return triumphantly to court. Instead, he completely ignored the twelve gold-plated edicts and directly attacked Great Yin.

Everyone had thought that after killing Song Jiang, he would declare Great Yin finished, perhaps even proclaim himself emperor. Instead, he intended to return power to Cheng.

What exactly was he trying to do?

No one understood. They truly did not understand. Jia Rong's baffling behavior had become a "subject" many people had been studying lately.

Zhuge Liang, Xun Yu, Guo Jia, Zhou Yu, Lu Xun, and other strategists and advisers had all paid Jia Rong great attention.

They gathered accounts of his life and studied them.

Yet the more they looked, the more confused they became. What... was going on with