Yuan Shu's Intentions
Jingzhou.
Nanyang County, Prefectural Mansion.
On a high seat, there sat a man dressed in a deep purple brocade robe, with auspicious clouds embroidered on the cuffs.
He exuded an indescribable air of wealth and nobility.
This man was none other than Yuan Shu, the Prefect of Nanyang, and the legitimate son of the Yuan family, one of the three prominent families. He was no less significant than Yuan Shao in the north.
However, Yuan Shu was currently in a terrible mood, as if a dark cloud was hanging over his head.
He furrowed his narrow brows and angrily swept the food container on the table, sending the wine vessel flying, crashing to the ground.
He exclaimed furiously:
"Ah!!!"
"Damn it!!!"
"Yuan Shao is just a nobody! A servant!! How can he occupy the entire Ji Province with his limited abilities!!!"
"It would have been fine if he just took Ji Province! When I sent someone to ask for a few thousand good horses from the Northern lands, he refused!!"