Gu Kaiyuan's tone was indifferent, as if he were discussing a stranger's affairs.
"The Third Prince is no saint. If he doesn't get what he wants, I'm afraid he'll resort to ruthless measures. Father, we should prepare early," Gu Xingyang said.
Gu Kaiyuan didn't think his precious daughter was crying wolf. Those royal aristocrats loved nothing more than taking their anger out on others.
He had publicly married into the Bai family as a matrilocal husband, but he was still a son of the Gu family. He carried the Gu bloodline. What those noble elites loved most was pulling up weeds by the roots. He just happened to be a crooked root that they would likely dig up and eliminate.
