'I thought I could take down that scoundrel openly and easily, but I ended up kicking a steel plate.'
The two words "illegitimate son" in particular pierced him to the core.
'This isn't over!'
'If I can't get him in the open, I'll do it from the shadows!'
Lu Yuan rode on horseback alongside Gu Gaoxu. With Gu Gaoxu present, it was no longer appropriate for him to be cooped up in the carriage, getting cozy with Su Liyan.
Gu Gaoxu was in high spirits, chattering away with a wide grin. "I managed to round up almost thirty thousand more refugees from the Northwest. When are our factories going to open?"
"Oh, almost thirty thousand," Lu Yuan said nonchalantly. "Add that to the ten thousand or so we already have, and that's a total of forty thousand. It should be just about enough, I suppose."
