The meeting was very successful. Guo Jia's meticulous explanation not only won the sincere recognition of Mrs. Ding, but even He Yong and Zhang Miao felt it made sense. Yuan Shao seemed powerful, but his strength was only superficial, temporary, and lacked in shape. In the long run, Yuan Shao's prospects were worrying.

Yuan Shao himself is not a mediocre person. He also has wise strategists like Ju Su and Tian Feng, and it is impossible for him to see this. They will definitely persuade Yuan Shao to seize the opportunity and solve Sun Ce when his advantage remains. However, it is risky to do so. Yuan Shao is attacked from all sides, so it is difficult for him to do his best and lead the army south. The most likely choice is to make Cao Ang the governor of Yanzhou, let Cao Ang restrain Sun Ce, while he himself is waiting for a better opportunity.

No one can say whether Yuan Shao can wait for the opportunity, but it is a certain fact that Cao Ang will become the knife in Yuan Shao's hand. Not only Cao Ang, but Zhang Miao, who owns Chen Liu, will also face a choice: Should he follow Yuan Shao's orders to attack Sun Ce, or should he cooperate with Sun Ce and break up with Yuan Shao?

The pros and cons are clear, but it is not easy to make a choice. After all, Yuan Shao's strength is here. He may not be able to defeat Sun Ce for a while, but it is easy to take down Chenliu. Sun Ce asked Guo Jia to explain the situation in front of them, with the purpose of hoping that Zhang Miao could consider it in the long run and not be scared by Yuan Shao. Before Yuan Shao's envoy arrived, he still had time to carefully consider it.

Compared to Zhang Miao, Mrs. Ding was not so calm. After hearing Guo Jia's words, she wanted to set off and rush to Dongping immediately.

On the way, Yuan Quan took Mrs. Ding's hand and tactfully revealed a meaning: Although he was an opponent, Sun Ce admired Cao Ang very much and intended to marry the Cao family. However, the current situation is special, and marrying the Cao family will only harm Cao Ang, so this matter can only be left first.

Mrs. Ding is very grateful.

After getting on the car, Sun Ce was injured and got on the car first. Guo Jia was about to get on the car, but Zhang Chao walked over and asked Guo Jia to the same car as their brothers, asking him for advice. Guo Jia asked Sun Ce for instructions and followed Zhang Chao. Sun Ce was about to close the door, but He Yong came over.

"I have a few words that I want to whisper to the general, okay?"

Sun Ce smiled. It seems that Zhang Miao's brothers' advice is false, at least secondary. It is true that He Yong has something to say to him. "The honor is so great." Sun Ce bowed and gestured. "Mr. He, I am hurt, I am rude."

"It's okay." He Yong pulled the car door and jumped up with a quick glance, which shocked Sun Ce. This old man was still half dead just now, so why is he so energetic now? He Yong sat down opposite Sun Ce, closed the car door, wiped his left hand back, and held the scabbard on his waist. His whole body was like a long sword about to be unsheathed, with its power in his mouth without revealing it.

Sun Ce raised his eyebrows, subconsciously raised his fingers, then relaxed again, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He Yong said in a cold voice: "Although I am over 60 years old, my skills have not yet been reduced. Three or five people are not close to me."

Sun Ce nodded, and the smile on his lips became stronger. "I heard that He Gong had been more skilled than Hu Ben Wang Yue, and he was comparable to each other."

"Aren't you worried about me?" He Yong's eyes swept towards Sun Ce's legs. "I know you have not recovered from your leg injury and are unable to move."

Sun Ce laughed silently and waved his hand. "Okay, Mr. He, how come there is so much nonsense to kill someone? You are also a person who has been living all your life. Is it interesting to use this method to test me? Don't say that you are now, even if you are forty years younger, you are not my opponent."

"Is that true?" He Yong's gray eyebrows frowned. "Where do you... get your confidence?"

Sun Ce couldn't help laughing. This sentence was what he asked He Yong before. The old man couldn't swallow this tone, and now he returned the original words. He raised his right hand and admired himself. "Strength. If you have a bare hands, I can give you no chance to draw your sword."

He Yong stared at Sun Ce for a long time, and his mouth twitched. "Young man, very frivolous." While saying that, he slowly lowered the sword belt around his waist and placed it on the table between the two. He had been holding it in his hands just now, but now he couldn't help coughing. He coughed a few times in succession, making his face look ominous flushed. Sun Ce frowned slightly, and reached out to pat He Yong's back.

"Mr. He, why are you doing this? No one said you..."

Before he finished speaking, He Yong suddenly stretched out his left hand, grabbed Sun Ce's right shoulder, held the hilt of the sword on the table with his right hand, and sent it forward. The scabbard slid forward, revealing more than one foot of sword blade, pressing against Sun Ce's neck.

Sun Ce did not move, raised his eyebrows and looked at He Yong quietly.

"Are you still confident now?" He Yong glanced at Sun Ce and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Sun Ce slowly retracted his right hand, pushed away the sword in He Yong's hand, put his hands together, and leaned back against the wall of the car. "Thank you, Mr. He, for your teachings, I will definitely be a little further away from your party members in the future, and will not give you a chance to get close. Even if you see you die, I will never extend a finger to help."

The pride on He Yong's face suddenly turned into embarrassment. He put away his long sword awkwardly. "The general misunderstood. I have no intention of hurting you..."

"I know, Mr. He's intention is nothing more than to prove that you have the ability to kill me, and by the way, it is proved that the party members are not as weak as I think. But I want to ask Mr. He." Sun Ce stuttered and looked disdainful. "If I treat you as an enemy, do you have a chance to get close to you?"

He Yong thought about it and shook his head. "It's true."

"Look, if you really treat you as enemies, you won't even have a chance to get close to you. All you can hurt is those who believe in you, such as the emperor, General, such as Dong Zhuo, and me."

He Yong frowned and stared at Sun Ce with a trace of pain flashing in his eyes. "General... is on par with Dong Zhuo, don't you think the quotation is inappropriate?"

"In your heart, is there any difference between me and Dong Zhuo? Both are martial artists and don't know the way of sages. The most important thing is that they are not party members. The only difference is that they are devoted to pleasing your party members, while I have no good feelings for you party members. For your party members, I may not be as good as Dong Zhuo." Sun Ce bent his mouth and smiled without laughing. "So Dong Zhuo is dead, and I am still alive."

Unconcealed disappointment flashed through He Yong's eyes. "Unexpectedly, the general had such deep prejudice against our party."

"Isn't what I said true? You once wanted to assassinate Dong Zhuo, but did you succeed? Do you regret rejecting Dong Zhuo's entrusting and not being his chief secretary? If you were his chief secretary, you might have a chance to succeed, although the chance is not great. Look, wouldn't Wang Yun succeed? Look, Emperor Xiaohuan trusts you, but Emperor Xiaohuan becomes a foolish monarch. General He trusts you, General He dies in a bad life. Dong Zhuo trusts you, Dong Zhuo has a different body and head. If I trust you, what good end can I have? Mr. He, tell me your glorious deeds, cherish your life and stay away from the party."

He Yong's face was pale, he sat motionless for a moment, slowly got up, took the long sword on the table, and drew the sword out of the sheath.

"Since that's the case, I can't keep you!"
Chapter completed!