"Utter nonsense!"
Lü Bu flew into a rage and glared at Chen Gong. "This Pretender Emperor impersonated the Son of Heaven. Anyone has the right to put him to death! Why trouble His Majesty with the effort?"
"If we don't kill him now, are we keeping him alive just to breed trouble?"
The Pretender Emperor before him was nothing like Yuan Shu and his ilk. He could keep Yuan Shu alive and send him to the Son of Heaven for judgment, but keeping this Pretender Emperor alive would invite disaster!
Chen Gong shook his head. Under Lü Bu's dark gaze, he walked over and whispered in his ear, "General, this Pretender Emperor looks remarkably like His Majesty. They are practically identical. Don't you find that strange?"
Lü Bu snorted. "There are plenty of people in this world who look alike! What's strange about it? This fellow merely had the good fortune to be born with His Majesty's face!"
"If he hadn't fallen into my hands, that would have been one thing. But he refused the open road to heaven and forced his way into a hell with no gate!"
"He dared deceive me. How can I let him live?"
Nothing in Lü Bu's life enraged him more than being deceived. By impersonating the Son of Heaven to trick him, this Pretender Emperor had touched two of his dragon's reverse scales at once. How could he possibly endure that?
"Calm yourself, General. Hear me out first."
Chen Gong continued patiently persuading him, whispering, "Have you ever heard a certain secret about the imperial court, General?"
Lü Bu replied impatiently, "If you have something to say, say it! Stop keeping me guessing!"
Ordinarily, he could speak civilly with Chen Gong, but he truly had no patience for it now. He could barely