If the eldest of Gu Family were to injure his right hand, the entire Gu Family might truly leave the court. If those two young ones were to encounter any trouble, without any hope, they might blame their lord and perhaps even turn to another master.
Thinking this way, Ming Peifeng's back turned cold; truly it was the ancestors' blessing. Otherwise, his fate along with his brothers' might have been buried with the Gu Family.
"Lord Gu, I know you have endured grievances these days," Ming Peifeng had no choice but to comfort first, "I have already arranged a few rooms for you and prepared good wine and dishes as a welcoming feast."
Gu Baijiang, "Lord Ming, don't give me that routine. We now feel safer sleeping in a shared dormitory. We really cannot commend your protective abilities."
