If the mountain will not come to me, then I shall go to the mountain.
Ruhuahua bit her lower lip. Emboldened by the tipsiness of the wine, her skin had grown several degrees thicker than usual. She gave herself a mental push, feigning nonchalance as she said, "Well, since the General has already spoken, how could I not listen?"
Hearing this, Zhongli Ting couldn't help but chuckle. "There is no need to trouble yourself," he said.
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