Gu Fei swallowed. "I withdrew them from the bank this morning."
The moment the words left her mouth, she knew she'd misspoken.
Just as she expected, Xiao Yu's expression suddenly turned cold. "You're lying!"
"The gold of the Da Ying Dynasty doesn't have this kind of luster, nor is it ever cast into this shape! And we would certainly never engrave these crooked symbols on it. Where exactly did this gold come from?"
"And another thing—who are you, really? Where are you from? And what is your purpose for getting close to me?"
Gu Zhang watched Gu Fei anxiously from the side. 'My daughter has extraordinary abilities, but no one can know about them,' he thought. 'Who knows what kind of wicked ideas these nobles might get.'
Gu Fei lowered her gaze, tightly clutching her skirt. "This gold is not from the Da Ying Dynasty, it's true. But I cannot tell you where it came from."
"I never deliberately intended to get close to you, sir."
