Zhihui looked at Zhuge Lin with dissatisfaction, a hint of annoyance in her tone: "Why does it have to be me? And how dare you give me orders?"
Zhuge Lin hurriedly waved his hands to explain: "Don't misunderstand. I'm not ordering you, just making a suggestion."
Lěng Yè chimed in from the side: "What he says makes sense. Going to gather intelligence really is a good idea."
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