The growth during this period is perfectly reflected under such circumstances. Once Gu Yi understood all this, his heart would no longer waver.
If it were at the beginning of this situation, he would not have acted this way, but merely gone with the flow, watching quietly.
He observed the cycle of life and death of the Gu Clan across generations,
yet weren't the spirits of the ancestors also silently watching from the other side of the river of time, these descendants carrying their burdens forward?
Since the Gu Clan had embarked on this path, there was only one way—
Press forward, unwavering!
From this day forth, Gu Xuan appeared in the military camps for increasingly extended periods.
Moreover, within the camp, under the personal direction of Gu Yi, a solemn and mournful ritual was performed.
On the altar, there was nothing but this:
The heroic spirits of successive emperors of the Great Tang and the loyal souls of the Gu Clan's ancestors across generations.
