"Didn't you hear Mr. Gu's instructions? Why aren't you stepping back? Lacking a bit of discernment."
Li Taixing pretended to reprimand a bit, then waved another maid over to serve.
Gu Chengyu waved his hand, indicating refusal.
"Mr. Li, these disaster victims have been outside the city for a day now. Do you have any ideas to bring forward for discussion? I sent my followers with letters and messages to your mansion, but you turned them away. What's the meaning of this?"
Just now, he was all smiles, but now his face has darkened as Gu Chengyu questioned Li Taixing about the plight of the disaster victims.
"Oh? Mr. Gu sent a letter? I'm not aware of that. Has it been delivered to my mansion? I'm aware of the disaster victims outside Yingnan Prefecture. Aren't we currently discussing strategies?"
Li Taixing widened his eyes slightly, as if he was genuinely surprised by Gu Chengyu's words.
