Gu Jinghui let out a cold snort from deep in his throat, saying with a steely voice, "What nonsense are you spouting?"
Seeing his unfriendly tone, Gu Jingjun shrunk his neck and muttered, "It's all over the mansion, even if others don't say it, it's not like I'm blind."
"If your eyes are useless, better to dig them out."
Gu Jinghui's voice grew colder and harsher.
Gu Jingjun said, "Third Brother, your menacing demeanor even scares me. Isn't your delicate Third Sister-in-law afraid? You only know how to wield swords and spears, but you can't appreciate beauty or recite poetry and paint. I think you're quite a match for Lady Zhao from the Northern Border. Her two children are quite fierce; they can't play well with my kids. In the future, our Third Sister-in-law might be bullied by them."
Gu Jinghui's narrow eyes shot out a cold light, murderous intent seeming to emanate from his stern face.
Gu Jingjun cautiously stepped back a few paces.
