The people outside the window all looked at Chen Yun in surprise.
Even for a strong and robust farmer with a sharp axe, it would take half an hour or so to fell a tree as thick as the one in front of you.
And now, Chen Xianzheng has simply cut it in half while testing the power of his magic?
The crowd became curious, wondering what kind of spell had such immense power.
But one cannot ask directly about such things.
Zhang Chengfan was indeed cunning and sly. As soon as his eyes darted, he immediately came up with an idea.
He bowed and said, "Greetings, Master Chen. Yesterday, we went out to investigate the whereabouts of the Yellow Turban bandits and neglected your presence. We hope you will forgive us to a great extent."
Chen Yun waved his hand and said, "It's okay."
Zhang Chengfan revealed his true colors and said, "Coincidentally, Master Chen has not yet rested. How about we have a midnight snack together? I've already arranged for good food and fine wine. Let's toast together, Master Chen?"
Chen Yun wasn't particularly good at dealing with people, but today Zhang Chengfan and Wang Shihui, among others, had sent their troops to help him eradicate Liu Guibai. If he refused the invitation to eat together at night, it would seem a bit arrogant.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "All right, let's call my Zhuang brother to join us as well."
