“Who am I?” He blinked, stunned.This girl was the first one in a while to not know his identity right away. “I am Zhang Liao, a mighty general of Wei. Have you not heard of me?” He attempted to keep his tone free of disbelieving shock, in case the girl interpret it as a question lined with arrogance and self-indulgence.
“Errrr…” She didn’t know what to say. Was she supposed to know this person? Zhang Liao, a mighty general of Wei–well, she figured that he had quite the ego. Nonetheless, she smiled, although there was a tad of awkwardness in her speech. “No, not really,” she answered bluntly. At least she was being honest.

“It’s obvious you’re from Wei. It’s ‘cause you’re scary looking!” Maybe too honest.