He had worked so hard to keep it secret for a whole month, all for this moment!
Lü Bu suppressed the corners of his mouth, which were threatening to soar, and feigned modesty. "Not at all, not at all. It was mainly because Your Majesty wrote such fine lyrics."
"The Battle-Formation-Breaking Music Your Majesty wrote especially for me has such beautiful lyrics that even the Great Performing Arts Masters praised them endlessly."
When Lü Bu said "especially," he deliberately stressed the word, emphasizing it repeatedly, afraid anyone might fail to realize that the Son of Heaven had composed this piece for him.
This made the military generals feel a surge of sour envy, and their gazes toward Lü Bu grew increasingly hostile and indignant.
That goddamned Servant of Three Surnames!
He was too fucking good at showing off!
Zhang Liao's eyes had gone red. He crushed the Wine Cup in his hand into a lump, his teeth itching with rage.
"Lü Fengxian! You damned Dog Thief! I treated you like a brother, and you played mind games with me!"
Zhang Liao spoke through gritted teeth.
No wonder Lü Bu had been so secretive all month. He had been holding back something big so he could display his glory at the New Year's Banquet!
And the worst part was that he had actually pulled it off!
Lyrics written by the Son of Heaven himself, with the piece even named Duke Wen's Battle-Formation-Breaking Music-what an extraordinary honor!
Zhang Liao resolved that once the banquet ended, he would join forces with the other generals, grab Lü Bu, and beat him up.
Two fists could not withstand four hands. He refused to believe Lü Bu could defeat all of them alone. They would see whether the bastard dared show off like this again!
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