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

"clang!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out.

Lu Bu's sword, swung with fury and determination, was easily caught by two fingers.

Zhang Ziqian stood there without moving an inch, simply extending his index and middle fingers to firmly clamp the sharp blade.

The sword tip was less than half an inch from his chest, but it could not go any further.

Lu Bu used all his strength, his face turning red, but the sword seemed to be permanently attached to Zhang Ziqian's finger, remaining completely still.

"What are you doing? You resort to violence just because you can't win an argument?"

Zhang Ziqian frowned, looking at the man in front of him who seemed to have gone mad, and was somewhat displeased.

"I was trying to give you some advice, and you stabbed me with a sword? Have you no manners?"

He applied a slight pressure with his fingers.

"Snap!"

The sword, forged from refined steel, snapped in two upon impact.

The broken blade fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Lu Bu, gripping the broken sword, stood frozen in place.

He looked at Zhang Ziqian's two unharmed fingers, then at the broken sword on the ground. The madness in his eyes was gradually replaced by a deeper fear and despair.

gap……

too big.

It was so great that he didn't even have the right to have a single thought of resistance.

Yesterday, he was still able to hold his own against his opponent for dozens of rounds.

Today, he couldn't even break through the opponent's defenses, and even his weapon was snapped in two with two fingers.

This person is truly a monster! A monster that cannot be understood by common sense!

"Alright, alright, stop going crazy here."

Zhang Ziqian waved his hand impatiently, as if shooing away a fly. "It's so early in the morning, you're ruining my mood. I'm going back to sleep."

After saying that, he ignored the distraught Lu Bu and turned to leave.

But as soon as he turned around, the hem of his clothes was gently tugged.

Zhang Ziqian turned around and was stunned.

The one who grabbed his clothes was not Lü Bu, nor Zhang Liao or Gao Shun.

It was the magnificent Red Hare.

It had somehow come closer again, and was now carefully nibbling at Zhang Ziqian's clothes with its mouth. In its bright eyes, there was even a hint of... trying to please and keep it.

"Um?"

Zhang Ziqian also found it strange.

What's wrong with this horse? Why does it seem to be clinging to me?

When Lü Bu saw this, he was struck dumb, and his whole body froze.

If we say that Red Hare's closeness to Zhang Ziqian just now could be explained as being attracted by that mysterious aura, then...

So now, it is actively trying to keep an "outsider" in front of its own master. What does this mean?

This is practically blatant adultery right in front of him!

"Red Hare! You..."

Lu Bu pointed at his beloved horse, trembling with rage, unable to utter a single word.

Red Hare completely ignored him. It just looked at Zhang Ziqian with its big, watery eyes and made a soft, coquettish "lulu" sound, as if to say, "Don't go, play with me a little longer."

Zhang Ziqian's heart softened instantly when he saw its pitiful appearance.

"Okay, okay, I give up."

He turned around, reached out, and gently stroked the mane of Red Hare.

This time, Red Hare showed no resistance whatsoever. Instead, it comfortably squinted its eyes and affectionately rubbed its large head against his body.

With its docile and obedient appearance, where is the slightest trace of the arrogance of the "Number One Divine Steed of the Three Kingdoms"? It's clearly just a large pet dog begging for petting and cuddling.

This scene completely shattered Lü Bu's psychological defenses.

He stared blankly at the harmonious scene of "centaur and human love" before him, feeling as if his entire worldview had collapsed.

Zhang Liao and Gao Shun looked at each other, completely bewildered.

Having followed Lü Bu for so many years, they had never seen Red Hare show such affection towards a second person.

What kind of monster is this Zhang Ziqian?

Not only is their fighting ability abnormally strong, but their horse-taming skills are also incredibly strange.

Zhang Ziqian didn't care what they were thinking.

He's having a great time right now.

Red Hare's coat was as smooth as the finest silk, and it felt wonderful to the touch. Moreover, it was very intelligent; when Zhang Ziqian stroked its neck, it would comfortably tilt its head back; when he scratched its chin, it would let out a satisfied hum.

The man and his horse interacted openly and oblivious to everyone around them.

"By the way, do you know how to shake hands?"

Zhang Ziqian suddenly had a brilliant idea. He squatted down and reached out his hand to Red Hare.

Red Hare tilted its head, seemingly not understanding what he meant.

"That's it, lift your hoof up and put it in my hand," Zhang Ziqian demonstrated.

Red Hare blinked, as if it really understood.

It hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised one of its front hooves and carefully placed it on Zhang Ziqian's palm.

Holy crap! That actually works!

Zhang Ziqian was both surprised and delighted, feeling as if he had discovered a new continent.

This scene, as seen by Lü Bu and his men, was beyond shock.

It was a kind of... bewilderment where all values ​​were shattered.

Horses...can shake hands?

Is that still a horse? It's practically a spirit!

Lu Bu felt as if his heart had been trampled countless times by ten thousand alpacas.

His prized martial arts skills were utterly defeated.

His BMW, which he cherished as his life, was being played with like a pet dog, and the person was having a great time and was so happy that they forgot all about it.

He felt that his life was a joke.

It's an absolute, utter joke.

"My lord..." Zhang Liao called out worriedly, seeing Lü Bu's dejected state, as if he might shatter at any moment.

Lu Bu did not respond.

He just stared intently at the man who was "shaking hands" with his beloved horse.

In his eyes, anger, humiliation, resentment, jealousy... all sorts of emotions ultimately transformed into an extremely complex exploration, a mixture of fear and curiosity.

He needs to figure this out.

What secrets does this man hold?

Why does he possess such immense power?

Why is Red Hare so close to him?

What is hidden behind all of this?

This idea, like a seed that grew wildly, took root in his heart.

Zhang Ziqian played with Red Hare for a while, then felt a little hungry again.

He stood up, patted Red Hare's head, and said, "Alright, everyone, I need to go eat breakfast. That's enough for today."

Red Hare seemed to understand, letting out a reluctant neigh, but still loosened its grip on his clothes.

Zhang Ziqian rubbed its head again, then turned around and swaggered away.

He didn't look at Lü Bu even once from beginning to end.

That complete disregard hurt Lü Bu more than any humiliation.

Zhang Ziqian's figure disappeared completely around the corner of the camp.

Lu Bu slowly walked to the side of Red Hare.

When Red Hare saw him, it resumed its usual behavior, affectionately nuzzling him with its head.

But Lü Bu sensed something different in its eyes.

It was a feeling of...not quite enough.

It was still savoring the memory of playing with that man earlier.

Lu Bu's heart was stabbed again.

He didn't speak, but silently stroked Red Hare's mane again and again.

After a long silence, he finally gave orders to Zhang Liao and Gao Shun behind him in an extremely hoarse voice.

"Prepare the horses."

"My lord, where are you going?" Zhang Liao asked hurriedly.

Lu Bu turned his head and looked in the direction where Zhang Ziqian had disappeared, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"I'll go...follow him."

"I want to see what he does all day long!"