Gu Baijiang knew the Third Prince was no good, but he didn't expect Ms. Bai to be just as bad. Listening to them any longer might just make him die of anger.
Without looking at the eldest, who hoped for help in seeking justice, he said, "Since your granduncle likes talking to you, go and chat with him whenever you have some spare time.
You're aware of our family's current situation. We really can't afford such a large amount of silver for the clan right now, but you can reassure your granduncle that when we return to the capital, I'll repay them several times over."
Dealing with the clan members was something he wanted to avoid. Their looks were as if they wanted to tear him to pieces, and although he knew they wouldn't dare, it still made his skin crawl.
And those few whippings still caused his back to throb with pain. If they were to happen again, returning to the capital alive would be very hard.
