In a scuffle of wits, Lu Bei and General Wang found themselves at a deadlock, using nothing but sharp tongues as their weapons of choice. Bonding over their mutual intellectual acuity, they couldn't help but admire each other's wit.
Exhausted after the battle of intellect, General Wang planned to stock up on more civil yet damaging phrases to spar with this formidable adversary in the future...
But whether a future like that existed was debatable.
The conspiracy hidden within the ruins only showed the tip of the iceberg. General Wang wasn't sure if he could escape safely, let alone Lu Bei, who had a cannon-fodder look that implied he wouldn't last long.
He clenched his fist and lightly coughed, "Mr. Ding, although we just meet, I feel that we have an understanding. Why don't we form a temporary team, explore the realities, and find a way out together? What do you think?"
