"Yulong, what a line-'Better that I betray everyone under heaven than let anyone under heaven betray me!' And what a touch-'Chen Gong fell silent!'"
When Huan Wen saw Liu Cheng enter, he could not help slapping the table, giving the senior members of his staff standing nearby such a fright that, for a moment, none of them understood what was happening.
"Liu Yulong, I could tell from your second chapter that your real talent doesn't lie in piling up historical sources. It lies in these characters! Those plausible-sounding anecdotes you invent for them, those harmless little stories, are marvelous! In chapter two, Zhang Fei thrashing the inspector was the best part; the rest was ordinary. Then chapter three, Dong Zhuo entering the capital-I couldn't remember those sources clearly, so I specifically had Xi Yanwei revise it. And what did Yanwei say? He said it was a complete muddle, and spent an entire day correcting it for you... but Yuan Benchu drawing his sword at the end-what a hero! Yanwei also said, if Yuan Benchu had drawn his sword like that, how could he have been appointed governor of Bohai? But that just shows he doesn't understand a hero's bold spirit. If I were Dong Zhuo, having a sword drawn on me would only make me think more highly of Yuan Benchu, and I'd give him Bohai to demonstrate my magnanimity! Besides, Anguo said that Yuan Ye of Eastern Wu recorded this very incident in the Spring and Autumn Annals of Emperor Xian. Were you quoting that?"
"My grandfather probably was. I only heard the story as a child." Liu Acheng's expression never changed. He had no shame whatsoever.
Only then did the others nearby catch on. They had clearly been discussing proper business, important business, and had summoned him for