"Letter?" Zhang Susu frowned.

"Well, I don't know who sent it to Puyang, but I just sent it to Yancheng..."

"Um?" Zhang Susu took the letter in confusion, opened it and looked at the beautiful small characters inside. Suddenly, her face changed drastically and her whole body was shaking.

"No... no... how could it be... If this is true, then... then I..." murmured to herself, Zhang Susu suddenly turned around and ran towards the mansion gate, but after a few steps, she stopped again.

"It's too late...it's impossible to save..."

"Miss, whose letter is it?" Yier asked cutely, but Lu Bu seemed to have guessed a little.

After a silence, Zhang Susu turned around suddenly, her eyes full of anger and murderous intent.

"Fengxian!"

"I understand!" There is no need to say Zhang Susu at all. Lu Bu already understood what she meant.

Actually, he had disliked Sun Xue for a long time.

At the same time, in the hall, Cao Cao was still pouring himself and drinking.

"What a pity, what a pity..."

"Does your lord refer to General Chen Mo?" Xu Chu asked in a low voice.

"Ah," Cao Cao nodded and said with a wry smile, "I saw him having a quarrel with Zhang Susu, but Cao was a little gloating... Now that he left, he probably wouldn't come back again, and there was another few powerful generals in the world."

"Uh, by the way, lord, the Qu family under Zhang Baiqi seemed to have had any abnormal movements in the past few days, so he asked to be transferred to Chang'an..."

"He is planning to cast the White Wave Yellow Turban..."

"Huh? The lord has known it for a long time?"

"Ha!" Cao Cao chuckled, stared at the wine cup in his hand, and suddenly drank a glass of Chinese wine in one gulp, poured the wine cup in his hand on the table, and stood up and left.

"After Chen Mo, there are no more Yellow Turbans! - How regretful! How sad! How sigh!"

This celebration banquet ended up in disagreement. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!