Chapter 239: Scheme within a Scheme (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

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Luting Wharf, enshrouded in light drizzle.

"My lord..."

Fang Ke, holding an oiled paper umbrella, slowly walked to Yang Ge who had been waiting on the dock, and called out in a low voice.

Yang Ge came to his senses and glanced sideways at him, "You've arrived."

Fang Ke: "Yes, how long have you been here?"

Yang Ge: "I've just arrived as well."

Fang Ke took a look at Yang Ge's shoes soaked by the rain and wanted to console him with a few words, but did not know where to start.

Instead, it was Yang Ge who asked with a smile, "They always say, 'a clay pot is destined to break near the well, a general is bound to die in battle'; Old Wei met with the fate he sought, didn't he?"

Fang Ke laughed and said, "My lord, Wei hardly had such lofty aspirations."

Yang Ge thought for a moment, then nodded, "That's true. If he were still here, he would certainly say, 'it's better to live poorly than to die well'... cautious all his life."