The strongest devouring system in the Three Kingdoms

Chen Er's previously calm heart suddenly felt inexplicably agitated. He shook his head, trying to banish those emotions from his mind, and looked at Zhang Liao.

"what to do."

"How about I go and tell him? After all, it's Lord Ding's invitation."

Zhang Liao remained silent for a moment before answering.

"But, given how coincidental this is, Lord Zhang Yang, won't he have other ideas?" Chen Er said softly.

However, he did not expect Zhang Liao to react so strongly to those words.

"I don't care what he thinks! If he's so capable, let him go and ask Lord Ding for confirmation himself! I decide my own life! He wants me to follow the path he designs? Sorry, I can't do that!"

Zhang Liao's words startled Chen Er. In his memory, Zhang Liao rarely spoke to him so directly.

First it was Lü Lingqi, then Zhang Liao. This made Chen Er's originally firm resolve waver. Could it be that he was really wrong?

"I'm sorry, brother, I wasn't saying this to you. I was just... just angry for a moment."

After saying these words, Zhang Liao realized that they had gone too far, and quickly explained to Chen Er.

"It's alright. I've thought about it, and actually, you're right. Let's do it your way. It's too dangerous to negotiate with a tiger. Let's go into town now and clear things up in front of Zhang Yang. I've realized that we were too cautious before!"

Chen Er, seeing the light gradually rising in Zhang Liao's eyes, said, word by word:

"So what if we offend them? The world is vast, and with our abilities, I don't believe we can't make a living! Chaos is coming, and I refuse to believe that we two brothers won't have a chance to rise above others!"

Chen Er extended his hand, finally making up his mind. Zhang Liao also extended his hand.

Their hands clasped tightly together; at that moment, no words were spoken, yet they spoke volumes.

From then on, no matter how harsh the weather, their loyalty to each other never wavered.

With warhorses galloping and tigers leaping, Zhang Liao and Chen Er left the outpost outside the city and headed towards Xiapi.

What they didn't know was that a trap was about to be set for them.

Shortly after, footsteps sounded outside the door, and Chen Er and Zhang Yang, dressed in formal attire, entered. He wore a friendly smile.

"My two nephews, you've arrived quite early."

Hearing this, both Zhang Liao and Chen Er stood up, with Zhang Liao speaking first:

“Uncle, I think you may have misunderstood. We came here to tell you that we are afraid we cannot attend the banquet you have prepared for us today.”

His smile gradually froze on his arrogant face, and even the enthusiasm in his voice faded somewhat:

"Why? I've given you the answer you wanted. Aren't you two still angry?"

"It has nothing to do with that. It's just that shortly after your men left, Uncle, Lord Ding Yuan sent Miss Lü Lingqi to inform us that Lord Ding Yuan would be hosting a banquet at dusk tonight and invited the two of us to attend."

"Lord Ding is hosting a banquet to celebrate for the two of you?" Zhang Yang asked in surprise. Then, he suddenly asked with a forced smile:

"So, do you know who's going to the banquet tonight?"

"Miss Lü didn't tell us about this," Zhang Liao replied directly.

Chen Er suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but give Zhang Yang a deep look.

As the governor, Ding Yuan should have invited Zhang Yang to a banquet for Chen Er and Zhang Liao, both publicly and privately. However, judging from Zhang Yang's demeanor, he seemed completely unaware of the matter.

Chen Er vaguely felt that something was wrong with this matter, but he couldn't figure out the entanglement in it for the time being.

"Then I must congratulate you both," Zhang Yang said calmly, regaining his composure.

Just as he finished speaking, there was a commotion outside the door. The young butler rushed in and handed Zhang Yang an invitation.

"My lord, the governor invites you to a banquet at his residence tonight at dusk."

"Understood, you may leave." Zhang Yang opened the invitation, glanced at it, and set it aside. Then, he looked at Zhang Liao and Chen Er and smiled.

"If it weren't for Lord Ding Yuan sending me an invitation at this time, I would have really suspected that you two still harbored resentment towards me and were deliberately making excuses!"

However, although he was smiling, Chen Er and Zhang Liao did not feel any warmth at all.

This invitation couldn't have come at the perfect time! They had just mentioned it, and the invitation had already arrived.

Such a coincidence seemed like a carefully orchestrated script! Even Zhang Liao, the most naive of the three, realized that something was amiss.

However, neither Chen Er nor Zhang Liao spoke. They were both pondering what was going on.

"Since Lord Ding has extended an invitation, I will have to choose another day. My two nephews, I wonder if you would be able to grant me this honor in the future?"

Zhang Yang never mentioned his family's butler, Third Uncle, as if that person didn't exist at all.

Seeing that neither of them spoke, Zhang Yang realized that he had gone a bit too far with his behavior, so he said with a smile.

Chen Er and Zhang Liao exchanged a glance.

Whether he'll be available in the future, who can say for sure? However, Zhang Yang said he'd give him face rather than whether he'd be available, which is quite intriguing.

"Lord Zhang Yang, you are too kind. It is we two juniors who should be asking you for help. However, bandits are rampant in the world today, and people's hearts have become corrupt. Even the steward can poison guests, which shows how chaotic the world is. As soldiers of the Han Dynasty, Wen Yuan and I naturally have to obey the orders of the court. When we are available is not something we can decide."

Chen Er smiled slightly and looked at Zhang Yang. Although he knew that those things were most likely related to this old man, he could only deal with it this way for now.

As for whose butler poisoned the guest, that goes without saying.

"I've already given you an explanation regarding Uncle San's matter. Do you two still not trust me?" Zhang Yang said calmly.

"If you're going to do something that could kill someone, you should at least have a way out beforehand, right? Besides, Uncle San isn't someone you can just buy off." Chen Er's expression also turned serious.

"It's just a pity for Third Uncle. He may never know until his death that the person who gave him the order never intended to let him go in the first place."

Seeing Zhang Yang's expression, Chen Er realized that Lü Lingqi was right. This matter was indeed related to him.