"Is this the direction to the camp gate? Does this mean that among the group of people with my father-in-law and my wife, there are three individuals like Cai Yan, each with a skill perfected to the extreme?" Zhuge Liang was slightly surprised; individuals with a perfected skill like Cai Yan's were not much less rare than those like him who had reached the pinnacle.
Unlike in his previous life when he moved to Jingzhou, in this life Zhuge Liang only knew about his engagement, but as for who his betrothed was, what she looked like, and her personality, he had absolutely no idea.
However, in ancient times, it was like this: a marriage arranged by one's parents and the matchmaker's word were of utmost importance. The desires of the people actually getting married didn't matter at all, just like when Chen Xi married Fan Jian; regardless of his status or power, he had to uphold the marital agreement arranged by his father more than a decade earlier.
