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Regardless of Zhang Liao's wishes, Lyu Bu, currently at a loss on how to explain Wei Xu's death to his legal wife, would definitely not revoke his order. He was like a tiger with its hackles raised; nothing you say could soothe him.
"Wen Yuan, you will lead the Trap Formation," Gao Shun stated calmly as he glanced at Zhang Liao.
"Gongzheng..." Zhang Liao looked at Gao Shun, puzzled. Others might think Gao Shun doesn't care about military authority, but Zhang Liao, who also came from Bingzhou, knew very well how much effort Gao Shun had put into the Trap Formation.
"With you in command, I'm reassured," Gao Shun said, looking at Zhang Liao, his eyes clearly conveying trust.
"But..." Zhang Liao didn't know what to say, yet he had to admit, having him lead the Trap Formation was more suitable than handing it over to anyone else present.