[Pov: Master Gu]
My father was a very kind man... not very powerful, but his soul was nothing but pure ichor.
"You know, son, it would be very nice if I could have good friends," said a man with a noble stature, with a kind but delicate smile.
Little Gu sat on his father's lap in a dark room. His father himself sat on a mere stool.
"But you have a lot of friends, Daddy."
"No, no, not those kinds of friends that are only your friends because you have something to gain from each other or just to help each other grow... I mean real friends. Not the kind that would necessarily give their lives for you, but more like they will stop you from giving your life for them... I mean I am being silly here..."
thuck**thuck
Near the door stood a tall and slender woman, who looked down on the two with a cold and demeaning glare.
"Dinner's ready," she said and left the two be.
