"Don't you have a grudge against Little General Ma? Why did you chat with him for so long?" After Fa Zheng turned his horse back to Zhang Fei's side, Zhang Fei asked curiously. Speaking of which, he had already learned about Fa Zheng's situation from Ma Chao.
In Zhang Fei's eyes, it was already quite impressive that Fa Zheng could separate public from private matters like this. For someone like Zhang Fei, unless someone was knocked down for good, he simply wouldn't let it go. This kind of casual chatting was something he couldn't even imagine.
"What grudge? Do you think they have the ability to hold a grudge against me? It's merely me venting my anger on them. But now, I don't even have the interest to keep venting." Fa Zheng sighed and said, "I feel like I need to consult Xingba and study how his ancestors managed to endure such dullness."
