"So, what are we going to do about the Western Regions?"
After Qi Fei and Chen Xi had made their positions clear, Ma Chao continued asking.
Qi Fei couldn't go, but someone still had to handle it.
"How about you make the trip, Mengqi?" Jia Xu suggested gently.
Apart from the White Horse and the Flying Bear, Ma Chao was the fastest. He was the perfect choice.
"Wouldn't it be a bad idea for me to go?"
Ma Chao tried to convey his meaning to Jia Xu with his eyes.
He was the commander's personal guard. How could he go out on his own?
"The situation in the Western Regions is getting worse by the day. We urgently need to send someone to deal with it."
"But the White Horse isn't suited to complex battlefield operations, and Zihong has already given the Flying Bear other work. At the moment, you're the only one who can shoulder this important task, Mengqi."
Jia Xu spoke with complete seriousness.
"What you're saying is true, but I can't help feeling you have ulterior motives."
Ma Chao regarded Jia Xu suspiciously.
His Husky instincts were warning him.
"How could that be? I'm considering what will produce the best outcome."
Jia Xu's tone was calm and sincere.
"As Zihong's personal guard, this isn't just about opening the way for the Han Dynasty. You'll also be able to spread Zihong's fame. What's wrong with that?"
"I suppose there's nothing wrong with it."
Ma Chao felt a little itchy on top of his head, as if a brain might be growing there.
But perhaps he'd gone too long without using his brain. Maybe his muscles had taken all its nutrients. Whatever the reason, it still hadn't grown.
So Ma Chao followed his instincts and turned to look at