It's not that Guan Yu is mentally weak, but that anybody who hears this infinite fantasy will have even a moment's motive, or just a moment's motive, and Guan Yu soon calms down.

His back palace is still on fire, not to mention that there are four flowers in one grass, even one dragon and two phoenixes he can't handle. It's like holding a treasure of pens that makes people blush, but without the key to open, just holding a fart.

But how does the name elegance sound familiar? Seems to have heard it somewhere. Guan Yu was puzzled. He tried to recall where he heard the name. He was...