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"What?"
Dressed in his splendid embroidered prisoner-of-war attire, Fang Ke stood up abruptly, exclaiming, "You say Lord Yang has worn mourning attire back to the city and has gone to the coffin shop? Are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person?"
The junior officer standing below looked around and whispered, "I could mistake anyone, but I could never mistake our lord... I accompanied you to Yuelai Inn before."
Reminded by this, Fang Ke immediately recalled that this fellow had indeed accompanied him to Yuelai Inn and had seen his master without his mask.
Anxiously pacing on the spot, his first thought was about the impact this event would have on the current situation.
Highfalutin words like "current situation" seemed utterly unrelated to the life and death of an unknown old fisherman.
Yet Fang Ke was certain that even Lord Shen, upon learning of this, would immediately consider its implications...
That was one of only two strings tying down a ferocious tiger!
