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Watching Gu Jian knock the Imperial Guard down with a wooden stick, causing him to fly backward and spit blood, both Wei Qi and Wu Jingyi's expressions changed, they couldn't help but take another look at the elderly man before them.
However, the next scene made not only the two of them, but everyone in the courtyard, widen their eyes in disbelief.
"Uncle, the Imperial Guard didn't mean it."
Uncle?
Who is the uncle?
Who's uncle?
Yang Chenghua and Wu Jingyi were somewhat confused, but Wei Qi and Eunuch An had looks of realization on their faces.
Ignoring the words of the Fifth Master, Gu Jian carefully removed the silver needles from Granny Gu, helped her up, and then strode quickly toward Daohua, who had collapsed at the door.
Granny Gu was also worried about Daohua. She followed shakily, only to have her vision darken and her body sway. Then she felt a pair of strong, solid arms support her.
