"Why do I feel something's not quite right?" Zhang Fei's brain hadn't quite caught up yet, but he didn't refuse.
The two of them left the camp together. Just a few hundred paces beyond the camp, a young man sat astride a fine steed, clad in golden armor, with the setting sun behind him, looking as if he were a celestial god—devastatingly handsome!
[So this guy is Ma Chao?] Fa Zheng stepped out and saw Ma Chao, his first reaction was that the man was ridiculously good-looking, the horse was ridiculously majestic, and that suit of golden armor... Then he glanced at himself. The aura of martial grandeur emanating from this guy left Fa Zheng utterly overshadowed!
