"Come here! There is an assassin!!!" A sharp female voice broke the tranquility of the mansion and made Lu Bu's plan to sneak into the inner courtyard of the mansion fail.

Several blue veins on Lu Bu's forehead were swelling. He took two steps in three steps and the strong and powerful palm of his right hand suddenly pinched the middle-aged woman's throat that was screaming desperately, forcibly blocking the sharp and harsh screams. Looking at the middle-aged woman's red face and kicking her feet, Lu Bu snorted coldly with evil spirits: "What a noisy woman. If I hadn't seen the owner of this mansion, I would have crushed your throat! Humph!"

Lu Bu hit the middle-aged woman with his other hand on the back of the neck, throwing the middle-aged woman aside: "We rushed in directly, and we should not hurt people's lives unless we had no choice."

"I know my brother." Lu Ze and Lu Shizhi retracted the sword he had originally drawn back into the scabbard, followed behind Lu Bu and rushed straight into the depths of the courtyard.

"Assassin is here!!" After several servants holding sticks found Lu Bu and the other two, they shouted loudly while rushing forward with the sticks to try to stop them.

Lu Bu was too lazy to get involved with these slaves, so he grabbed two sticks that were smashing towards him with both hands, and smashed them hard at the slaves who rushed up. However, after a few breaths, all the slaves in the mansion fell to the ground.

"Touch!" Lu Bu pushed open the door of a house in the middle of the backyard of the mansion, and looked at the young man who was about to walk towards a secret passage with the help of his servant. He finally raised a smile on his lips: "Stop busy, we are not assassins, we are just here to visit the owners here."

The young Qing coughed several times and slowly turned around, revealing a pale but very pretty face: "Cough, cough, who are you?"

Lu Bu looked at the more than ten servants who were holding sticks but did not dare to go forward. He walked into the house with a smile and sat directly on the edge of the bed with still remaining heat. He patted the bed beside him and said to the young man: "Looking at you, you are sick and ill, you should come to this bed first, don't get frozen anymore. Also, let the people outside disperse. If the three of us want to take your life, even if there are more than a hundred or ten people, we can't stop it. This time we just want to talk to the owner of your house, and there is no malice."

"Cough cough, cough cough, let them all disperse after this. Help me to go to the bed, I believe what this friend said. Cough cough cough..." The young man whispered to the two servants beside him in a weak voice.

Lu Bu waited for the young man to lie back on the couch and signaled Lu Ze and Lu Shizhi to sit aside. Then he smiled at the young man and said, "Your courage is indeed extraordinary, and I really didn't disappoint."

The young man smiled bitterly and said, "This friend is really hilarious. You can get through all the way, with a sharp sword around your waist. With the servants in my house, you can't do anything to the three of them even if they rush in. If that's the case, why should I let them stand outside and make it boring? This is also a helpless act, but it is not that I am extremely brave. But then again, who are the friends and why are they here?"

"We are Qin army." Lu Bu said a few words lightly.

"Qin, Qin army?" The young man only felt a chill rising behind him, and his heartbeat stopped for half a beat!

Lu Bu patted the young man on the shoulder with his right hand: "Don't worry, although we are Qin troops, we are not here to capture you."

The young man swallowed his saliva and asked with some difficulty: "Do you all know?"

A hint of pride flashed across Lu Bu's eyes and he chuckled, "If otherwise, why do you think we are coming?"

The young man sighed deeply: "I knew that my brother would sooner or later suffer disasters when he did this. Alas..."

‘Brother? Did I infer that wrong? Isn’t this person Zhang Liang?’ A hint of suspicion flashed across Lu Bu’s face but he didn’t say anything.

The young man leaned against the wall between the bed and looked at Lu Bu listlessly: "Tell me, what are you here for? If you want to get my brother's whereabouts from me, then you will be in vain, because even my biological brother doesn't know where the brother is going."

Lu Bu suddenly remembered that Zhang Liang had a weak and sick brother in history. In order to avenge, Zhang Liang did not even come back to hold a funeral for his brother after his brother died of illness. In this way, could this sick young man in front of him be Zhang Liang's younger brother?

Thinking of this, a few years flashed through Lu Bu's heart, and finally said calmly: "That's it. Actually, we originally wanted to come to find your brother Zhang Liang this time, but we didn't expect your brother Zhang Liang to have left. What a pity." While saying that, Lu Bu was observing the face of the young man on the bed. When he found that his face had not changed, he immediately knew that his guess was indeed wrong.

"Cough, cough, cough, do you have anything else to ask? In fact, it's useless to ask. Over the years, I've been lying on the bed all day long, and I can't do anything except for using herbs to barely prolong my life. So you are destined to get nothing except me, Zhang Ting, a useless man. Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough!!" Zhang Ting coughed in pain. Now he has already said everything. He is just a tuberculosis who lies on the bed all day long. In addition to the fact that his identity as Zhang Liang's younger brother is somewhat valuable, it is delusion.

But Lu Bu didn't think so. Perhaps in Zhang Ting's eyes, he was a tuberculosis, had nothing valuable, but what Lu Bu valued was his identity as Zhang Liang's personal younger brother!

"It doesn't matter. I just said when I met, I was not actually here to arrest you. Although I am the Qin army, I am not those "Qinyi". I am just an unknown general of the Qin army. My purpose here is to meet your brother Zhang Liang. For me, the living Zhang Liang is far more useful than the dead Zhang Liang." Lu Bu stood up and looked down at Zhang Ting leaning on the bed.

Zhang Ting didn't like people to look down at him, whether it was his brother Zhang Liang or the mysterious Qin general in front of him, which made him feel like a useless waste. After being humiliated with a willful look, he gave him a little pity that made him hate.

Lu Bu looked at Zhang Ting's stubborn eyes and a mysterious smile flashed across the corner of his mouth. He suddenly felt that perhaps the younger brother of Zhang Liang in front of him, compared with Zhang Liang, a wise man who has been famous for his eternal history, only lacks a precious opportunity: "Do you want to get rid of your current appearance?"

"Hmm?" Zhang Ting was a little confused. What was the Qin general in front of him saying? Why was the pity in his eyes completely eliminated and replaced by a look of expectation? What was he looking forward to? Are he looking forward to my answer?

"I said, do you want to be like a normal person, don't need those decoctions to extend your life and display your talents in this world?" Lu Bu stared at Zhang Ting with sharp eyes, as if Zhang Ting's next words would determine his own destiny.

ps: I think that since Zhang Liang, the brother, can have such outstanding talents, as a younger brother born to his own, he should be able to grow into a qualified wise man, right? Hehehehe (*^__^*)

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Chapter completed!