"But to kick the youngest out of the clan entirely... isn't that a bit too harsh?" Gu Yuanjin was still dwelling on their brotherly bond, wondering if there was any way to salvage the situation.
Gu Wenheng said, "Eldest Brother, the fact that you've come here to ask me this... does it mean you think this is all my fault?"
Seeing Gu Yuanjin's silence, Gu Wenheng knew he'd guessed correctly. "I wasn't the one who told the youngest to accept that gift of gratitude. Nor was I the one who told him to play both sides, coming back to scheme against his own flesh and blood, his own brothers.
Anyway, let me make this clear. We're all brothers who have split the household. Helping each other out from time to time is fine. But if anyone tries to pull a fast one on me, I'll tear their claws off before they can even try."
Gu Yuanhuo and Gu Yuanshui both shivered. They were usually the ones who clashed most with Seventh. 'This guy... he won't use his dirty tricks on us in the future, will he?'
