468: Chapter 468 Zhao Fusu, Like a Succubus

Zhao Fusu was like an incubus, exuding an irresistible charm that instantly and firmly captured the gazes of Tian Feng of the Qi State, Han Zhao of the Han State, and Zhao Xuan of the Zhao State.

The three of them couldn't help but want to be close to Zhao Fusu and speak with him.

In their eyes, Zhao Fusu's voice was pleasant and he was so handsome that it was hard for them not to want to make his acquaintance.

Zhao Fusu's earlier words—"You have to fight to win!" and "There is no repentance in the 'Confessions', only the composure of accepting defeat!"—struck their heartstrings like a heavy hammer, instantly making them feel that Zhao Fusu was a master and filling them with immense respect for him.

"I am Tian Feng of the Qi State."

Dressed in tattered cloth clothes, Tian Feng bowed deeply and respectfully to Zhao Fusu; his humble gesture could not hide the elegant temperament of a former noble.

The tattered cloth clothes he wore were covered in layers of patches, silently telling the story of his current hardships and the vicissitudes of life.

Although life had forced him into such dire straits, Tian Feng's back remained as straight as ever.

A burning light of refusal to be ordinary and a longing for change flickered faintly in his eyes.

"I am Han Zhao of the Han State."

Han Zhao's face was haggard, and his figure was as thin as a withered leaf trembling in the autumn wind.

His sallow and emaciated appearance showed at a glance that he had suffered long-term poverty and was severely malnourished.

However, within his sunken eye sockets burned a fervent desire for the wealthy life of the past.

At this moment, his gaze toward Zhao Fusu was filled with curiosity.

Then, Zhao Xuan, wearing overalls, also spoke: "Zhao Xuan of the Zhao State."

Though his overalls were worn, they were kept neat and tidy; compared to Tian Feng and Han Zhao, he possessed a bit more down-to-earth pragmatism.

Zhao Xuan was willing to enter a factory and struggle to survive through heavy labor, whereas Tian Feng and Han Zhao, due to their former lives of luxury, were inevitably arrogant and found it difficult to lower themselves to step through a factory's doors.

Thinking back to those years, they were all pampered scions of nobility, living luxurious lives with fine food and clothes, having everything handed to them.

When they traveled, they had grand and stylish carriages, and their homes were filled with servants who followed their every beck and call.

Now, their status had plummeted, and this massive disparity left them deeply dissatisfied with their current situation, yearning day and night in their dreams to return to the glory days of the past.

Most of the people invited by Xiang Liang were like Tian Feng and Han Zhao—at the bottom of society, reduced to idle drifters.

But in their hearts, they all harbored resentment, like a suppressed flame, longing for a chance to change their fate.

It was for this reason that they responded to Xiang Liang's call without hesitation, willing to follow him to the mysterious and unknown Mauryan Empire thousands of miles away to make their way, attempting to grasp that slim hope of restoring their nations.

"Xiong Xin of the Chu State."

Zhao Fusu smiled as he revealed his current alias.

His voice was gentle and magnetic, like a spring breeze, carrying a strangely reassuring power that lightly brushed across everyone's hearts.

"Young Master Xiong Xin, greetings."

Tian Feng, Han Zhao, and Zhao Xuan spoke in unison, then respectfully bowed to Zhao Fusu again with meticulous and rigorous etiquette.

"Young Master Tian Feng, Young Master Han Zhao, Young Master Zhao Xuan, greetings, greetings."

Zhao Fusu was all smiles as he warmly returned their greetings one by one.

Seeing that Zhao Fusu could accurately call out each of their names, a warm current surged in the hearts of Tian Feng, Han Zhao, and Zhao Xuan, and their favorable impression of him grew even deeper.

They felt that Zhao Fusu not only had an outstanding appearance, as dazzling as the stars, but was also extremely respectful toward others.

Looking at their respectful attitudes toward him, the corners of Zhao Fusu's mouth curled into an imperceptible arc.

He knew well that with his methods and unique charm, he could achieve great things even if he developed his influence among the Remnants of the Six States!