"Oh, look, here comes someone. Well, wearing Shu Brocade Silk like that is quite a skill in itself!" Chen Xi stared at the man on horseback below the city gates, his attire of luxurious Shu Brocade Silk unexpectedly exuding a rogue-like aura. "Is that the natural charm of a professional rogue?"
"He looks somewhat familiar. Let me think, where have I seen him before?" Liu Bei squinted as he observed the man dressed in expensive silk below, whose demeanor appeared both refined and brash. Liu Bei had an inkling about that rogue-like vibe—it was rather similar to the way he himself had carried himself many years ago.
"Seen him before?" Chen Xi scratched his head. "One of ours? Someone dressing this flamboyantly, I'd definitely remember if I'd seen him. Lord Xuande, where did you come across this man?"
