Start of the Wang Dynasty

Hu Dengxiao squirmed in his chair. There was something he desperately wanted to ask his Commander but was too scared to ask. He began drawing circles on the table with his finger, his nerves reaching its limits.

"What is it, Dengxiao?" Yu Zhen asked.

"It's just…" Hu Dengxiao sunk deeper into his chair and blurted, "I've been meaning to ask this, but of course you don't have to answer. You know I'm always a curious person. I like to know things and I try to not be so nosy, but I just can't help but want to know and—"

"You're rambling again," Lu Tianbi commented as Hu Dengxiao pouted to himself, continuing to draw an invisible masterpiece on the table with his finger.

Yu Zhen patiently waited for his strategist to speak up. He remained quiet and peaceful. He didn't mind Hu Dengxiao's occasional rambling, he was just too energetic for his own good.