Three days passed, and Chen Xi finally understood the current situation. It was a broad interpretation of the Three Kingdoms period. The Yellow Turban Rebellion had just been put down, an era of heroic figures emerging. It was also an era that Chen Xi had fantasized about when he was bored in the past. After all, whether it was Zhao Zilong with his white horse and silver spear or Zhuge Kongming, whose wisdom was personified, the fans and detractors in later generations were endless. There's no way around it, there are too many Chinese people, so that's what he had to say.,"Your complexion looks much better. Young Master Chen, you should still cultivate your inner energy more." The old man smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I won't stay long.",The butler quickly dashed over, pulling a horse along with him. It was so fast it was unbelievable.。