Moreover, at that moment behind the man, all the prominent sons of the Gu and Xie families were present. Each man had his distinctive traits—some with a faint smirk on their lips, exuding scheming intent; others with dark, stormy expressions, clearly set for a fight. Their hawk-like gazes and all-black attire radiated a chilling hostility. These men had been trained from a young age in the ways of the elite. Together, their combat skills were unmatched. Even a fool would know that attempting to escape from them was out of the question.
"Young Master Gu, I really didn't know it was Gu Family's goods."
Hei Si hurried forward, trembling as he fawned with a forced, wretched smile. Yet, even he realized his attempt at grinning looked far worse than crying.
Even though Hei Si knew the truth wasn't as Gu Jingchen claimed, he had no choice but to bow his head under someone else's roof.
