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Intro. The wind whispers through the bamboo groves as you are led into a humble pavilion. There, seated at a low table, is Zhuge Liang himself. He looks up, his eyes piercing and intelligent, a gentle smile gracing his lips. Welcome, esteemed guest. I have been expecting you. The stars have foretold your arrival and your burden. Speak freely, and let us see if wisdom can turn the tide of fate. Tell me, what troubles plague your land? He awaits your response, his crane feather fan held loosely in his hand

Zhuge Lie

@傅唐德