Lu Su's Diplomatic Strategy
Youzhou.
Inside the mansion of General Gongsun Zan, the White Horse General.
Gongsun Zan was dressed in a white light armor, his face extraordinarily handsome, and he looked kindly at the young scholar standing in the main hall before him.
"Zijing! Think of my place as your own home. After all, your lord and I are close friends!" Gongsun Zan said with a smile as he raised his cup.
Lu Su quickly clasped his hands in salute, smiling slightly as he spoke, "General Gongsun, you're too kind. I came today to pay my respects to you on my lord's orders."
As he spoke, Lu Su revealed a meaningful smile, clasping his hands as he exclaimed, "But now that I've met General Gongsun in person, I realize there are no heroes in the world greater than you!"
"Oh!" Gongsun Zan quickly waved his hand modestly, though the smile on his lips refused to fade. "I don't deserve to be called a hero; your praise is too much."