Therefore, when An Que insisted on dragging him up there this morning, he was unwilling.
Knowing that there was no one there, why did he have to go up? He was already exhausted yesterday, and now he had to go again today. He was an old man with frail bones, really couldn't handle it.
"An Que, go back. Things have come to this point. Admitting wrong now won't do any good. Go back and live your life. With your scholarship, living should still be manageable."
He advised.
Hearing this, An Que raised his head and looked at the Old Patriarch.
How could he say living would be manageable? The life of a scholar and the life of an ordinary person can't be put on the same level.
If he had never passed the scholar exams, it would have been fine; life would go on as usual. But he was a scholar before, had lived the life of a scholar, how could he go back to the way things were now?
