"..." Sima Lang felt at a loss for words; such a simple problem had stumped them, and the inadequacy of Li Jue's intellect was truly troubling. However, considering his own status, it was probably best not to criticize too openly at this moment.
"Ah, Boda, there's no need to worry." Li Jue, seated opposite Sima Lang, patted his shoulder with a smile, "Even if we can't bear it, Ma Shoucheng won't fare any better, so relax."
"General, although Lang has no solution at hand, there is definitely someone within Chang'an City who can address this issue." A flicker of thought crossed Sima Lang's eyes as he recalled someone, realizing that making contact could indeed be very beneficial.
