Yang Tiansheng leapt beside Li Jincheng, firmly patting his shoulder with a laugh, "Not bad, Li, Yang Ge didn't make the wrong choice befriending you!"
Li Jincheng couldn't muster a smile, admitting frankly, "If you hadn't come, I would have been figuring out how to get away with my skin intact... I only intended to vent some anger for Yang Ge, not to really pick a deadly quarrel with the Wei Imperial Court."
"That you've done this much is already plenty for a friend!"
Yang Tiansheng, with his arm over his shoulder, said in a casual tone yet with utmost sincerity, "As the old saying goes, it's easy to add flowers to brocade but hard to send charcoal in snow. Adversity reveals true friendship!"
The two looked ahead at the approaching grand fleet, their eyes now clearly making out the guards from the Eastern Factory moving around on the leading merchant ships.
