Seeing that no one responded to him, Zhang Fei said angrily: "War without fighting, retreat without retreat, what is the reason?"

Cao Yi looked at Zhang Fei and frowned slightly, "There will be a big battle here, and you will leave quickly. Don't you want to hurt the weak?"

Zhang Fei thought he had heard it wrong and asked, "Young man, are you talking to someone?"

At this moment, the sound of the guzheng like the orchid in the valley sounded.

The sound was not loud, but it was extremely clear, as if it was in the ear.

"But that person has arrived?"

Cao Cao asked.

Cao Yi nodded, walked down from the horse, walked to the riverside, and looked at the woods on the other side.

Soon, an ordinary-looking, thin and vigorous old man walked out of the woods with a guzheng in his arms. Every step he took seemed to be not next to the ground, and it was obvious that he had mastered the soil to a certain level.

Cao Yi, who was the first time to see this mysterious man, was a little surprised, and he was different from the immortal spirit in his imagination.

"I guess the heavy rain and strong wind that night of the Shinye Fire were also what you did?"

The old man spoke.

Cao Yi nodded and asked, "What do you call me senior?"

The old man said lightly: "My name, can you ask Prime Minister Cao behind you?"

"It turned out to be Mr. Zuo. I haven't seen him for a few years. His voice and appearance have changed so much that I almost never recognized him."
Chapter completed!