Three Kingdoms: I Can Recruit Heroes from Across the Land Without Spending a Dime

The mighty Yangtze flows east, its waves washing away heroes.

Right and wrong, success and failure, all vanish in an instant.

The green hills remain, as the sunset glows red time and again.

White-haired fishermen and woodcutters on the riverbank have grown accustomed to autumn moons and spring breezes.

A jug of cloudy wine, and the joy of meeting an old friend.

So many things, past and present, are all turned into laughter and conversation.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.