New Three Kingdoms Tales: Starting as the expressionless Liu Bei

"Second brother, this traitorous servant is in a bad mood; he's not easy to deal with!"

After Guan Yu and Zhang Fei briefly forced Lü Bu back, Zhang Fei, panting heavily, shouted at Guan Yu. Guan Yu was also nearly exhausted at this point; Lü Bu's strength was too terrifying, completely overwhelming the two of them.

Zhang Fei's eyes darted around, and a wicked plan formed in his mind. He leaned closer to Guan Yu and chuckled:

"Second Brother, shall we run? I was drunk at first and thought this traitor was no good, but now I admit he's much better than me, Old Zhang. Discretion is the better part of valor; as long as we're alive, we can always fight again!"

Escape? Guan Yu's phoenix eyes narrowed, and his face darkened.

He was extremely proud and loved to show off. Just now, Liu Bei had solemnly sworn to Cao Cao that he would give the allied forces a great gift by killing Lü Bu.

Now, let alone beheading Lü Bu, even the two of them together are being defeated one after another. If this gets out, where will he put his red face?

He stroked his long beard and said coldly, "No. I will fulfill the oath I made, even if it costs me my life. If you want to leave, then leave on your own. If you wanted to escape, I would have already done so. Why waste my energy on him here?"

Zhang Fei sighed helplessly and had no choice but to stay. It wasn't that he didn't want to leave, but those damned soul chains were binding him.

If Guan Yu had truly been killed by Lü Bu, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he would still be dragged to his death by that chain.

Since there was no way to escape, they had no choice but to fight to the death. His eyes darted around, and another cunning plan popped into his head. He quickly said to Guan Yu:

"Second brother, I still have enough of that strange power within me to unleash the Roar of Changban again. You go up and engage him in combat, I'll yell at him from behind to stun him, and then you can slice his head off with your blade, how about that?"

Guan Yu shook his head and stroked his long beard, saying:

"Third brother, one should be upright and honorable. I would rather die in battle than use such a treacherous scheme. Besides, if we fail in one strike and he escapes, the whole world will laugh at us, and we will both be disgraced."

Zhang Fei scratched his head speechlessly. His second brother was good in every way, except that he was too concerned about saving face.

He shrugged, indicating that he was at a loss.

One of them was afraid of death, and the other was obsessed with saving face; they were simply incompatible. Only a third person could bring them into balance.

Lu Bu, who was not far away, watched all of this with cold eyes. He did not make a move rashly, but secretly used his strange power to quickly recover his strength.

In a war of attrition, Lü Bu has never been afraid of anyone. Even if Guan Yu and Zhang Fei used a war of attrition, they would be the first to be worn down.

His only fear was that these two brutes would plot against him. He, Lü Bu, was a pure and honest man, incapable of lying, and not very clever; he was helpless against such schemes.

Just as Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were preparing to fight Lü Bu to the death again, Liu Bei's voice came from behind them.

"Second and third brothers, step back immediately! I will fight Lü Bu!"

The two turned around and saw Liu Bei galloping towards them on horseback, brandishing his double-edged sword.

The two were shocked and quickly stepped forward to stop him. Zhang Fei lowered his voice and said urgently:

"Big brother, you don't even have any supernatural powers, what are you doing here! Second brother and I are fine, you should go back to the city!"

He spoke with obvious lack of confidence, after all, they had just been brutally beaten by Lü Bu, and were now only at their last gasp.

Guan Yu nodded and reassured him, "Brother, rest assured. Even if my third brother and I die in battle, we will still kill Lü Bu for you. A word from Guan Yu is as good as gold."

These words warmed Liu Bei's heart. He reached out his left hand to grasp Zhang Fei's spear, and his right hand to press down on Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and said in a deep voice:

"Second and third brothers, don't worry. Your older brother never fights a battle he's not prepared for."

Upon hearing this, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's faces were filled with disbelief.

Just as Liu Bei was about to continue explaining, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Lü Bu not far away, who was listening intently to their conversation.

He immediately realized that Lu Bu must have channeled some strange power into his ears and was eavesdropping.

A plan formed in Liu Bei's mind. He chuckled inwardly, then said to Guan Yu and Zhang Fei with a serious expression, "Well, I'll tell you the truth. Actually, Lü Bu should call me his godfather!"

What? The three of them were shocked at the same time.

Who were the three? They were Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Lü Bu, who was eavesdropping nearby.

Lu Bu's face instantly turned ashen with rage, and his hand gripping the halberd trembled uncontrollably.

Zhang Fei snapped out of his daze and cheerfully shouted to Liu Bei:

"Hey, brother, if that's true, wouldn't Lu Bu become a slave to four masters? Hahaha, that's really interesting!"

Liu Bei thought to himself that Zhang Fei was probably a prophet, and he was right after all.

According to the plot, Lü Bu later became the adopted son of Wang Yun, making him a "servant of four surnames" with his biological father, Ding Yuan, Dong Zhuo, and Wang Yun.

He didn't say it aloud, but simply waved his hand to signal the two to step back, saying that he had a solution.

If they continued to stop him, he would commit suicide on the spot.

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei dared not persuade him any further. They whispered, "Brother, be careful," and then retreated to the foot of the city, grabbed their wine jugs, and drank heartily to quickly regain their strength.

Liu Bei turned his gaze to Lü Bu.

This man wore a three-pronged purple-gold crown, a red cotton robe with a hundred flowers from Sichuan, a beast-faced chainmail armor, a lion-headed belt, and held a halberd. He rode a swift red hare, exuding an awe-inspiring and heroic aura.

Truly, he was like Red Hare among men, Lü Bu among horses, and his halberd was used to stab his adoptive father!

But Liu Bei knew in his heart that the seemingly imposing Lü Bu was like a child who never grew up.

This isn't something he made up; it's Chen Gong's personal assessment of Lü Bu after assisting him for a period of time in the new 3rd storyline.

Lu Bu was also staring intently at Liu Bei. The words "slave of four surnames" were still ringing in his ears. He gripped his halberd tightly, intending to kill Liu Bei first, then Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, but unexpectedly Liu Bei spoke first.

"Lu Bu, I am Liu Bei, Diao Chan's biological father. It's a pleasure to meet you."

What?! Upon hearing this, Lu Bu's fierce expression instantly froze.

Diao Chan!

These two words were like two huge rocks, crashing into Lü Bu's heart, stirring up waves far more turbulent than when Zhang Fei had just called him a "slave of three surnames."

The image of that quiet figure standing under the eaves of the Prince's mansion seemed to reappear before his eyes. Just one glance was enough to make all his hopes for the future come true. He would marry no one but her in this lifetime.

However, the next second, he was startled awake from those gentle eyes, and the scene before him changed back to Liu Bei's expressionless face.

A surge of overwhelming rage at being mocked instantly swallowed up all tenderness. His face was even more ashen than when Zhang Fei had insulted him, and his fingers gripping the halberd so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

Diao Chan is his lifeblood, and no one can joke about her!

Seeing the murderous intent surging in Lü Bu's eyes, Liu Bei's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that he had set off a fire that was burning too brightly.

He quickly waved his hand at Lü Bu and hurriedly explained.

(End of this chapter)