The moment his gaze touched the seated Gao Xianzhi and the stern-faced Gu Xuan, this sharp-minded Confucian general instantly captured the unusually heavy atmosphere in the study.
Gu Xuan was about to rise and salute.
"Young Master, please wait!" Feng Changqing acted faster, gently closing the door with a backward hand, then swiftly stepped forward, supporting Gu Xuan's arm with an earnest tone and an undeniable respect:
"The Gu Clan has been a benefactor of Feng Changqing's!"
"The Young Master is the eldest heir of the Gu Clan, how can Feng dare to accept such courtesy?"
"Especially today!"
His attitude was resolute, yet nonetheless, Gu Xuan still offered him a proper junior's salute.
Feng Changqing had no choice but to sit aside helplessly.
Afterward, Gu Yi once again controlled Gu Xuan, looking seriously at the two, Gao Xianzhi and Feng Changqing, and said, "I wonder, would you two generals be willing to trust the Gu Clan?"
