Listening to the Strategist's analysis, the Ghost General knitted his brows.
"What you are saying sounds far too mystical! How could anyone not love money, how could anyone not want to live a long life, and how could a mere mortal have some super-powerful being among his relatives?
While rat infestations happen with some probability since such little creatures are everywhere, how on earth could they empty out the treasury? My treasury holds over ten thousand catties of gold and more than one hundred thousand catties of silver!"
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