Gu Xietian was lost in his own thoughts when the question was raised, so he was quite taken back by the sudden accusation. He took a while to recall the incident. It all happened when he struck a hit at Gu Xijiu while trying to save his son.
His expression changed – there was a slight remorse. "I didn’t hit her deliberately. It was all in the moment of desperation."
"Desperation? What kind of desperation?" Di Fuyi tapped the table lightly, "What kind of desperate situation would make you decide to strike her so immediately?"
Gu Xietian stammered over his words, "It was…"
"General Gu, what kind of atrocious crime had she committed, that had triggered you to sacrifice your ties of blood to righteousness and punish her together with the elders of Jiu Xing clan?" asked Di Fuyi, icily.
