"Are you unharmed?"
"Unharmed, unharmed. I'm much better already."
Liu Lu rubbed his abdomen and looked at Wen Yang beside him, his eyes full of complicated feelings.
"You have tremendous strength, Master Wen. Given time, you will surely be no less formidable than the Marquis of Firmness!"
After learning the age of the young man before him, Liu Lu was genuinely convinced.
He was still a half-grown boy, only a few years older than their emperor, yet he was already this valiant. Once he reached his prime, who could possibly be his match?
A trace of pride flashed through Wen Yang's eyes. "Certainly no less formidable."
From his words, he even seemed intent on surpassing the Marquis of Firmness. Had anyone else said that, Liu Lu would have spat in his face.
For Liu Lu's ancestral home was Yanmen, making Zhang Liao, Great Wei's Lord Gang of Jinyang, his fellow townsman.
But since Wen Yang was the one saying it, Liu Lu offered no rebuttal.
Provided such a fierce warrior did not die young, surely he would become as renowned throughout the realm as Lord Gang of Jinyang?
He clearly did not know that the historical Wen Yang had lived a life that was far from happy.
After Guanqiu Jian died in battle, Wen Qin took his sons to the Wu Kingdom, only to fall into disputes with the rats there. Later, when Zhuge Dan launched the Three Rebellions, Wen Qin hurried to lead troops with his sons to help Zhuge Dan fight Sima Zhao.
Zhuge Dan had never liked Wen Qin. While their forces were fighting together, Wen Qin argued with him several times, and Zhuge Dan killed him.
This enraged Wen Yang, who immediately surrendered to Sima Zhao.
The generals hated Wen Yang because of Sima Shi's death