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.",To uproot mountains and shake the heavens, if placed in history's past, would seem exaggerated. However, in this world, it is a well-deserved title. At his peak, Xiang Yu could, with his own strength, pull out a small mountain and hurl it away. He could even liquefy air, and the solidified air, like miniature missiles, would create craters on the ground. In short, he was no longer human.。