114 Remnants of the Ming Clan (1/2)

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Jingman with a little hostility. She had been utterly shameless in styling herself as the older sister and now, he had to grit his teeth and acknowledge her as an elder?

A look of shock flashed in the senior's eyes. He stood up on the cattail footstool and was rather polite as he asked, ”Oh, are you the young friend Mo Wen who saved Xiaoman?” Evidently, Gu Jingman had brought up Mo Wen before in front of this senior.

”You're too polite, elder,” Mo Wen saluted with his fists.

The senior politely saluted back with his fists. With a casual gesture, a chair from the far distance flew into the air and landed beside Mo Wen as he said, ”I'm Old Gu Xicheng. Young friend Mo Wen, quickly have a seat.”

Mo Wen made himself at home and boldly sat himself down.

Gu Xicheng glared at Gu Jingman and said, ”Xiaoman'er, why did you bring our young friend Mo Wen to our home? You know the current situation in Gu Clan Fort is not well, so don't make trouble.”

Although his tone was a little strict, there was no hint of blame in his gaze.

”Grandfather, Mo Wen has agreed to represent our Gu Clan Fort in the battle tomorrow. You know of his ability, he would be of a huge help for sure,” said Gu Jingman. In front of Gu Xicheng, she was as honest as a well-behaved girl.

Gu Xicheng muttered to himself for a bit and looked at Mo Wen, a bright look flashing through his eyes, ”I am hereby thankful that young friend Mo Wen is willing to help our Gu Clan Fort. However, I have another favor to ask and I hope young friend Mo Wen will agree to.”

”I'm not sure what request Old Man Gu has?” Mo Wen raised his eyebrows. The people of the Gu Clan Fort did not hold back with him.

Gu Xicheng said in a low voice, ”In tomorrow's battle, I hope that young friend Mo will not participate. Instead, I wish that you take Xiaoman'er away and leave this place of trouble.”

Upon hearing that, Gu Jingman immediately became anxious. What did grandfather mean by that? ”Grandfather…”, she began to protest.

Gu Xicheng shook his head and stopped Gu Jingman from speaking, ”Xiaoman'er, it's not only you. I will also make arrangements for all the others in the Clan.”

”The Zhou Clan and Tang Clan are collaborating to go against the Gu Clan Fort. this is not something the Gu Clan Fort can hold up against. With my understanding of these two clans, they will not let the people of Gu Clan Fort off easily. The whole idea of this scheduled battle seems fishy. I have to have arrangements for a worst-case scenario,” said Gu Xicheng defeatedly.

”Grandfather, there isn't anything that amazing about the Zhou Clan and Tang Clan. Do we, the Gu Clan Fort, really have to be so afraid of them? Moreover, the two old men of the Zhou Clan and Tang Clan have sustained serious injuries. Without the two ancient martial art practitioners with their Qi Nucleation realm, the other people are no match against our Gu Clan Fort,” Gu Jingman said with her fist clenched tightly. It was clear that grandfather had the intention of giving up on the Gu Clan Fort and he had made the decision to sacrifice the battle in order to safeguard the interest of his people.

Gu Xicheng shut his eyes slightly and it seemed as though there was no room for discussion, ”I have already made my decision on this matter, you don't have to say anymore. Just leave now.”

”I will not leave,” Gu Jingman bit her lip and fiercely swung her sleeve as she left. It was impossible for her to leave and give up on the Gu Clan Fort.

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and followed behind Gu Jingman, also prepared to exit through the door.

Gu Xicheng looked at the back view of Gu Jingman and sighed softly, ”Young friend Mo Wen, please wait a moment.”

”Do you have anything else Old Man Gu?” Mo Wen paused and asked as he turned around. He naturally wouldn't comment on issues of the Gu Clan Fort as an outsider.