The Grand Marshal, who could not be corrupted by wealth or subdued by martial power, once again fell into Gu Jiao's hands.
Now that he was Gu Jiao's little underling, she patted her small chest, indicating that she would take care of him!
"Alright, alright, the dagger can be put away, scaring my little brother is not nice," Gu Jiao authoritative said to Gu Changqing.
Gu Changqing put away the dagger.
Gu Chengfeng twitched the corners of his mouth. This, works?!
Finding it so easy to put away his dagger, Tang Yueshan was also a little dumbfounded—why did he feel like he had agreed too quickly?
But on second thought, Gu Changqing was by principle a man of integrity, but he was no fool when it came to benevolence; he would not endanger the lives of the border pass's military officers and common people for the sake of one person's life.
If killing Tang Yueshan alone could save everyone else, Gu Changqing would not hesitate to raise the slaughter blade.
