If the eldest of the Gu Family had injured his right hand, the entire Gu Family would truly be forced out of the imperial court forever. Furthermore, if anything else happened to those two young brats, the family, left completely devoid of hope, would likely vent their anger on his master. The worst-case scenario was that they might even defect to another master.
At the mere thought of this, a chill ran down Ming Peifeng's spine. It was truly a blessing from the ancestors. Otherwise, he and his brothers would have all ended up buried alongside the Gu Family.
"Mr. Gu, I know you have suffered a great deal of grievances these past few days." Left with no other option, Ming Peifeng could only try to pacify him first. "I've already arranged for a few rooms to be booked for you. I've also prepared some fine wine and good food to welcome you and wash away the fatigue of your journey."
