Liu Mang’s silhouette gradually disappeared with the army. Suddenly on where he previous stood appeared a youth. Although this youth’s clothes were very dirty from fleeing, it did not stop the radiance in the youth’s eyes.
He muttered to himself. “Flourish, people suffer? Perish, people suffer?!” With a deep and profound gaze he looked at the leaving Lu Bu army. “Who is this man? Besides Chen Gong, there’s such an individual in the Lu Bu army?!”
“Teacher, teacher!” The youth’s train of thought was interrupted by a book servant boy looking person. “Teacher, teacher, where are we headed to this time?!”
“Let’s go back!” said the youth shaking his head.
“Go back?!” The book servant boy was puzzled. For the teacher to come out this time, other than visiting the former residence, was to find the so called Wise Lord!
“Is teacher really going to return to Xiangyang?! Is the teacher not going to look for the Wise Lord?!” The book servant boy knew that his teacher was a man of great talent!
“Not going to look anymore!” said the youth, laughing.
“Oh!” The book servant boy nodded as if he understood but not understand. In this chaos, the servant boy really didn’t want to come out. Now that they’re going back, he was actually pretty happy!
Is he the Wise Lord?! The youth’s thoughts was once again ignited.
He then started laughing. “Stop stop stop! Better return and discuss with Shiyuan and them first!”
[TL: Shiyuan is Pang Tong’s Courtesy name.]
A book servant boy and a young teacher started traveling toward the direction of Jing Province!