Three Kingdoms: Zhang Fei was sent flying by a single spear thrust, leaving Liu Bei stunned.

Zhang Ziqian woke up early the next morning because he was hungry.

He opened his eyes to find it already bright daylight. He rubbed his rumbling stomach and sprang out of bed with a somersault.

"Eat! Eat!"

He muttered to himself as he quickly dressed, pushed open the tent flap, and went outside.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw the two brothers, Xiahou Dun and Cao Ren, standing at the entrance of his tent, looking at him expectantly, like two big dogs waiting for their master to feed them.

"Ziqian! You're awake!" Xiahou Dun's eyes lit up when he saw him come out, and he quickly came to greet him.

"Yeah, I'm awake." Zhang Ziqian yawned. "What are you two doing standing here? Don't you have to practice so early in the morning?"

"Training is nothing compared to seeing you!" Xiahou Dun chuckled, rubbing his hands together. "No, what I meant was, our lord sent us to check on you. Were you injured in yesterday's battle?"

Cao Ren nodded repeatedly, his eyes filled with admiration and curiosity.

Although they were far away, the earth-shattering battle yesterday had left a deep impression on them.

Especially the scene at the end, where Zhang Ziqian smashed Lu Bu's halberd in one move, completely defeating the arrogant Flying General, made them feel excited and they are still thrilled to this day.

They no longer see Zhang Ziqian as a colleague; they see him as a living deity.

"Injured? What kind of injury could I possibly get?" Zhang Ziqian curled his lip, stretched his limbs, and his whole body crackled and popped. "With Lu Bu's skills, he'd be better off just tickling me."

If anyone else had said this, Xiahou Dun and Cao Ren would have thought he was crazy.

But coming from Zhang Ziqian, they felt... as if it were true.

"That's right, that's right! Ziqian, you are incredibly powerful. Lu Bu is not even worthy to carry your shoes!" Xiahou Dun immediately started praising him.

"Alright, alright, stop flattering me." Zhang Ziqian waved his hand impatiently. "I'm hungry. Go see what's available in the kitchen."

After saying that, he strode off toward the kitchen.

Xiahou Dun and Cao Ren followed closely behind, like two loyal followers.

"Ziqian, what was the name of your last move yesterday? It was too powerful! All the halberd shadows in the sky disappeared in a flash!" Xiahou Dun gestured as he walked, his face full of excitement.

"That move?" Zhang Ziqian thought for a moment. Yesterday, he seemed to have used a move from Li Cunxiao's martial spirit in a moment of desperation.

"It's called 'Sweeping Across a Thousand Armies'," he replied casually.

"Sweeping Through a Thousand Armies! What a great name! So domineering!" Xiahou Dun slapped his thigh. "Indeed, only a name like this is worthy of your move!"

Cao Ren added from the side, "It's not just that one move, Ziqian, your strength is truly terrifying. Yesterday, even from that far away, I could feel the ground shaking. When you exchanged your first blow with Lü Bu, the sound almost deafened me."

"It was alright, I only used about 70-80% of my strength," Zhang Ziqian said casually.

Seven... seven or eight tenths of your strength?

Xiahou Dun and Cao Ren paused simultaneously.

The two exchanged a glance, and both saw a hint of horror in each other's eyes.

You withstood Lu Bu's full-force attack, knocking Lu Bu and his horse back three steps, even cracking his tiger's mouth, and yet... you only used seven or eight tenths of your strength.

If he used his full strength, wouldn't he be able to kill Lü Bu in one move?

Is there any limit to this guy's strength?

They felt that their imaginations were starting to fall behind.

Zhang Ziqian didn't notice the strange behavior of the two people behind him; his mind was completely occupied with food.

When he arrived at the kitchen, the cooks greeted him warmly, as if he were seeing their own father.

"General Ziqian! You've arrived!"

"What would the general like to eat? I'll make it for you right away!"

Zhang Ziqian's status in the army is no longer what it used to be. In the past, everyone respected him because he was highly skilled in martial arts and was a favorite of the lord.

Now, everyone is afraid of him.

The news of Zhang Ziqian's single-handedly defeating Lü Bu yesterday had already spread throughout the entire army camp. In the eyes of these ordinary soldiers, Zhang Ziqian was no different from a god or demon.

"Give me whatever you have to eat." Zhang Ziqian didn't stand on ceremony and found a large bowl, filling it with whatever he could find.

Two large meat buns, a dish of pickled vegetables, a bowl of millet porridge, and some leftover dried meat from yesterday.

He carried a basin bigger than his face, found a corner, squatted down, and began to wolf down his food.

Xiahou Dun and Cao Ren watched him eat, and their mouths twitched again.

They simply couldn't reconcile the man before them, who looked like a reincarnated starving ghost, with the imposing, god-like, peerless warrior he had been yesterday.

After eating and drinking his fill, Zhang Ziqian felt like he had come back to life.

He patted his stomach, stood up, and said to Xiahou Dun and the other man who were still watching him, "I'm full. If you have nothing to do, go for a stroll."

"Ziqian, where are you going? We'll go with you!" Xiahou Dun said immediately.

"No need, I'll just wander around by myself." Zhang Ziqian waved his hand.

He wanted to verify what exactly this so-called "slight resonance with Red Hare" was all about.

Following the directions he remembered from yesterday, he wandered around and soon arrived at the camp where Lü Bu and his men were housed.

The atmosphere here is clearly different from that on Cao Cao's side.

The patrolling soldiers all wore stern expressions, their eyes filled with vigilance and hostility. Upon seeing Zhang Ziqian, this "outsider," walk in, several soldiers instinctively placed their hands on the hilts of their knives.

Zhang Ziqian completely ignored the stares of these people.

He looked around as if he were strolling through his own backyard, glancing here and there.

His goal was clear—the stables.

Soon, he found the place that had a unique grassy smell.

Before he even got close, he heard the restless sound of horses' hooves and a few suppressed neighs coming from inside.

The two Bingzhou soldiers guarding the gate of the stable saw Zhang Ziqian approaching and immediately straightened their chests, crossing their long spears to block his path.

"Who goes there! This is a military stronghold, no unauthorized entry is permitted!" one of the soldiers shouted sternly.

Their eyes were filled with wariness and hostility.

Yesterday, it was this man who defeated their invincible lord.

Zhang Ziqian stopped, glanced at them, and without getting angry, simply pointed into the stable and said, "I'm looking for a horse."

"Looking for a horse?" The soldier paused, then realized what he meant, his expression changing drastically. "There's no horse here! Leave immediately!"

They certainly knew which horse Zhang Ziqian was looking for.

Red Hare is our lord's Achilles' heel, and the pride of our Bingzhou army. How could we allow this outsider to see it so easily?

"I'll just look around, I won't do anything else," Zhang Ziqian explained patiently.

"No! No one is allowed to approach without the lord's order!" The soldier's attitude was resolute.

Zhang Ziqian frowned.

He felt it was a bit of a hassle.

He didn't want to fight these lowly soldiers. After all, Lü Bu was nominally his "little brother," and it wouldn't look good if word got out that he had beaten up his little brother's men.

But he was unwilling to leave just like that.

"System, what exactly is the use of this 'resonance'?" he asked in his mind.

[There is a soul connection between the "Lu Bu, the Man Among Men" martial spirit and the Red Hare horse. After the host fuses with the martial spirit fragment, it can have a certain degree of calming and attraction effect on the Red Hare horse.]

"Soothing and attracting?"

Zhang Ziqian's eyes lit up.

He ignored the two soldiers blocking his way and focused his attention on the depths of the stable.

He closed his eyes and tried to slowly release the violent power belonging to "Lu Bu" within him, forming an invisible fluctuation.

The next second, the restless digging sounds from the stable suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a low hiss, filled with curiosity and doubt, came from within.

"Lulu~~?"

The voice was no longer as irritable as before; instead, it carried a hint of... intimacy?

The expressions on the faces of the two soldiers blocking the way froze instantly.

They knew better than anyone how unruly Red Hare was. It wouldn't allow anyone to get close except its lord, Lü Bu; even Generals Zhang Liao and Gao Shun would be mercilessly swatted at by its hooves if they did.

But now, it's actually making this... almost coquettish sound at the man who defeated its lord?

What... what's going on?

Just as they were in shock, a fiery red figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the stable.