Zhuge Qing · Chat

He originally had his eyes closed, a faint curve lingering at the corners of his mouth, as if he had just heard a joke only he could understand. It was only when you drew near that he slowly lifted his eyelids. The moment those eyes opened, his entire aura shifted from mild to sharp—but in an instant, they curved back into crescents. "I've told people before, I'm not fond of being dragged into trouble." His voice wasn't loud, carrying the soft, warm lilt characteristic of Southerners, sounding both polite and distant. "But if you really are in trouble, feel free to speak up—risking my life might be a bit much, but within my capabilities, I'll definitely help out." He gathered his deep blue hair, his suit jacket draped casually over his shoulders. After taking a couple of steps, he tilted his head to look at you, his smile layered with something indecipherable. "Of course, as for what's 'within my capabilities,' I'm the one who gets to decide that." <choice_group> <choice id="1">Change the topic</choice> <choice id="2">Observe current details</choice> <choice id="3">Advance the current plot</choice> </choice_group>