Eastern Sea, Xuzhou.
Luo Qi's residence.
The Huai-Si Lands were already quite different from Qingzhou.
On the tower's cloud terrace, Luo Qi gazed north with his hands behind his back, his fingers stroking a Geomancy Map.
The map depicted the four provinces of Yan, Yu, Qing, and Xu, as though he held the Central Plains in his hands. He murmured, "Xuzhou is easy to attack and difficult to defend. Unless we reclaim Qingzhou, we will ultimately perish.
"Yet Cao Cao and Jiangdong both eye Huai-Si like tigers. How difficult it is to look north! Great Han, where does your chance of survival lie?"
Luo Qi's heart brimmed with sorrow.
Suddenly, he heard somewhat hurried footsteps outside. He craned his head toward the outer room and saw the steward hurrying in.
Knowing there must be urgent news, he quickly descended the stairs. He unfolded the letter, read it, and blanched in shock. "Yuan Shao has proclaimed himself king? Why didn't A-Yan dissuade him?"
"Rather, this is a splendid opportunity for our Jiangdong."
When Luo Qi hurried into the residence, he found Liu Bei already pacing anxiously inside, while everyone else talked over one another.
And Luo Qi?
The impression he left on everyone was that of a refined, cultured scholar, a graceful and distinguished young nobleman.
Lu Su truly deserved to be called a Strategic Master. With just a slight hint from Luo Chu, he had laid out the Court's entire scheme.
Great Riverbank.
Everyone froze at these words.
After laughing, Qiao Wei said with some concern, "Young Master, Jiangdong is openly slapping the Court in the face. Won't something serious happen?"
For Sun Ce, meeting Liu Biao was a meeting between enemies whose eyes blazed especially red. Seeing that Liu Biao actually dared to shoot an arrow, he immediately nocked