Chapter 305

Duan Yu turned his head to glance at Dong Zhuo, whose face was flushed red and whose eye was twitching, and immediately stepped forward to smooth things over, saying, "I am Duan Yu. It is a pleasure to meet you, Young Master Yuan."

Yuan Shu, who had just retorted to Dong Zhuo, did not take Dong Zhuo seriously in the slightest.

After speaking, he did not even look at Dong Zhuo again.

"Heh," Yuan Shu chuckled and said, "I hear your archery is quite good. We should have a chance to see a demonstration sometime to see if it is truly as formidable as the legends say."

After saying this, Yuan Shu walked straight toward the exit of the manor.

He did not even offer a word of farewell.

Naturally, Duan Yu would not lower himself to bid a warm farewell to someone so cold.

Yuan Shao, who was walking behind, paused his steps and looked at Duan Yu with curiosity.

Compared to Yuan Shu, Yuan Shao was more than half a head taller, standing at nearly one meter eighty.

Furthermore, he was extremely handsome, with fair skin, and was wearing a simple gray robe without any ornaments.

"Are you Duan Yu, Duan Ziyi?" Yuan Shao asked curiously.

Duan Yu nodded with a smile: "That is indeed me."

"I am Yuan Shao, courtesy name Benchu. I have heard of you," Yuan Shao said with a smile. "Right now, your name is being praised throughout all of Luoyang."

"Some of my friends have been discussing you these past two days."

As Yuan Shao spoke, he gestured at Duan Yu's physique and remarked with admiration: "No wonder. Everyone says you are brave and invincible; seeing you today, the rumors are truly well-founded."

"You are too kind, Young Master Yuan," Duan Yu said with a smile and a bow.

"Brother Duan, there is no need for such formalities. We are of similar age; you need not address me as 'Young Master.' Let us simply interact as friends."

"Since this is your first time in Luoyang, I imagine it will be some time before you receive your official appointment. If you don't mind, I am quite familiar with Luoyang and would be happy to take you around for a tour."

"I also have some friends who would like to meet you. When the time comes, I will introduce you to them; they are all talented and outstanding individuals."

"Very well," Duan Yu nodded with a smile, "then I shall trouble you, Brother Yuan. If I am free tomorrow, I will certainly pay you a visit."

Yuan Shao nodded with a smile: "Go ahead, Brother Duan. My uncle is still waiting for you, so I shall not disturb you further."

"We shall gather again another day, and then I will take you to explore Luoyang."

After speaking, Yuan Shao waved his hand and walked toward the exit of the manor.

Watching the backs of Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu as they gradually moved away,

Duan Yu finally turned his head back.

It must be said that the impression the two men left on Duan Yu was worlds apart.

Having met so many people, Duan Yu had long since lost that preconceived notion of viewing them through the lens of the historical novels or legends he once knew.

These figures who would leave such a heavy mark in the history books, these future warlords who would dominate the era, were none of them simple.

Yuan Shu was like this, and Yuan Shao was the same.

Besides, these people now, including Dong Zhuo, were not yet those powerful warlords who would command the world.

They were all still in their growth phase.

Yuan Shu did not yet know that he would one day be nothing more than "bones in a tomb."

Yuan Shao could not have imagined that he would one day become the master of Hebei.

As for Liu Bei, he was still in Zhuo County weaving mats and selling sandals, and Dong Zhuo was still scrambling for an official position.

Perhaps, with the flapping of his own little butterfly wings, it was hard to say whether history would still head toward that chaotic, turbulent era.

"A mere brat, daring to be so arrogant."

A low whisper, seemingly from the edge of fury, pulled Duan Yu back from his reverie to reality.

Dong Zhuo, his face flushed red, looked in the direction Yuan Shu had left and said viciously: "If one day I hold power, I will certainly make him see what I am capable of."

Duan Yu: "......"

Looking at Dong Zhuo's expression, Duan Yu could somewhat understand why his father-in-law, once a protégé of the Yuan clan, would eventually raise his butcher's knife against them.

It seemed Dong Zhuo must have taken the fall for the Yuan clan many times and suffered quite a few grievances.