After the feast, Yin Kuang rose at an appropriate moment to take his leave. After symbolically urging him to stay, Liu Bei escorted him to the entrance of the tent and said, "Brother Yin, please bear with this inconvenience a little longer. I will immediately go speak with General Gongsun on your behalf. General Gongsun is thirsty for talent and surely will not make things difficult for you."
Yin Kuang thanked him repeatedly before leaving the tent and being escorted back to the prison by the same two soldiers.
Once the tent flap fell, Zhang Fei eagerly asked, "Brother, what do you think? I wasn't wrong about him, was I?"
Liu Bei nodded, stroking the short beard beneath his chin. "That boy indeed carries an extraordinary aura. He is no ordinary man." Zhang Fei brightened. "From what I can see, the aura he possesses is extremely similar to yours, Brother. If we obtain it, it will surely help you gather your qi and focus your spirit, raising your abilities to another level!"
Guan Yu, whose phoenix eyes had remained half-open and half-closed, glanced at Zhang Fei. "This man is deeply calculating. No one can see through what he is thinking, so he must not be underestimated. Third Brother, it was rash of you to summon him here in such haste." Zhang Fei said, "How could it be? Now that Brother has personally confirmed it, we just need to take that 'qi.' He's only a lone, weak boy. Why be so cautious? With the strength of the three of us, how could we possibly fail to subdue him? Once Brother gathers his qi and focuses his spirit, his strength will surely rise again. Then we three brothers can shine brilliantly in the campaign against the traitors and show the world the