"Zizhong, don't think that I'm just humoring you; this is truly Zichuan's assessment. If you don't believe me, you can wait for Zichuan to return and ask him yourself," Lub Su laughed heartily as he saw through Mi Zhu's awkwardness.
"Well said, well said." Hearing these words, Mi Zhu's spirits lifted. His younger brother, Mi Fang, receiving such praise from Chen Xi—there might indeed be things he was unaware of.
Chen Xi didn't speak idly; Mi Fang, who had followed Liu Bei in his most destitute times and had not wavered even when Cao Cao admired him and appointed him as Pengcheng Prime Minister, clearly had a sense of loyalty worth mentioning—even surpassing many others.
Furthermore, Liu Bei remained in a state of displacement for over a decade, and Mi Fang stayed by his side without fail. From this point of view, his endurance and unwavering loyalty were beyond question.