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Fang Che returned to the Inspection Hall.
On the way, riding against the wind, the wind blew, and the depression in his heart dissipated.
Moreover, he understood that after he left, the Emperor Ye and his brother would inevitably have a long talk.
Unlike what the Emperor Ye thought, Fang Che had a longer-term view.
"The Ninth lord once said, the worst things often contain the best opportunities. So this matter with the Emperor Ye and Sikong Dou may not be a bad thing."
"From any aspect, it was the Emperor Ye who came up with an idea, and the result was that the matter went south, making my Fang Che lose face... This is also a fact."
"But compared to the big picture, what does my face count for? So this matter, instead, is a great thing."
Fang Che sighed in his heart: "It's just that Ren Chun and the nine little guys won't be able to enjoy this opportunity. It's a bit of a pity."
