Chapter 111 Bloodline
111 Bloodline
There was no need for him to be tactful in front of his sister.
Gu Yanfei answered even more directly, “He’s providing for an actress.”
“…” Gu Yuan was stunned. He suddenly felt that he could not look at his sister directly.
His face turned visibly red, no longer as cold and arrogant as usual.
!!
“A-Actress?” Gu Yuan stammered. His gaze shifted as he thought to himself, ‘My sister is only 14 years old and is still young. She definitely doesn’t know what it means to provide for an actress, so she must have heard it from others.’
Which bastard said such dirty words in front of his sister? The next time he saw him, he would definitely teach that bastard a lesson!
Gu Yuan quickly patted his chest and said, “Leave this to me.”
“Then I’ll leave it to you, Big Brother.” Gu Yanfei smiled brightly, making Gu Yuan’s heart almost melt.
Only when Hongyu rubbed against Gu Yuan’s sleeve did he come back to his senses. He took out a piece of malt candy from his pouch and fed it to Hongyu, then said, “Actually, I’ve also asked around about Murong Yong in the past…”
Gu Yunzhen was his cousin, and his Third Uncle had died young like his father. Gu Yuan felt that as the eldest brother, he should take care of his sister. Therefore, when he found out that his family had arranged this marriage for Gu Yunzhen, he had asked his friends to find out.
“Those bastards even said that Murong Yong has a good character and is loyal… Hmph, they must not have asked around properly.”
“In a few days, I’ll beat them up!”
The corners of Gu Yuan’s mouth twitched slightly as he flexed the joints of his fists, making cracking sounds. His expression was unruly.
In Gu Yanfei’s eyes, her brother now had the quickness of a young man, making her feel a little closer to him.
“Are they Big Brother’s friends?” Gu Yanfei asked. Her smile widened, and her eyes curved into crescents.
“I guess they can be counted as… bad friends. If there’s a chance, I’ll bring them to see you.” Gu Yuan could not help but raise his hand and rub the top of Gu Yanfei’s soft head. The soft and warm touch from his palm reached his heart.
His sister’s closeness made Gu Yuan’s heart as soft as honey. It was sweet and made his suspended heart feel at ease.
Gu Jian, who was not far away, saw the siblings’ intimate and smiling expressions.
He stood at the entrance of the martial arts arena for a moment, motionless as a statue.
The setting sun shone on him, leaving a long shadow on the ground that pointed straight at Gu Yuan and Gu Yanfei.
Under the backlight, Gu Jian’s eyes were as dark as a cold swamp.
“Ahem.”
Gu Jian cleared his throat to attract their attention before walking towards them with a gentle smile.
All the men in the Gu family were tall, and Gu Jian was no exception. However, he was middle-aged and a little fat, though his figure was still tall.
“Yuan’er, Yanfei,” Gu Jian called out lovingly. “I heard that the two of you were at the martial arts arena, so I came over to take a look.”
As he spoke, his deep gaze fixed on Gu Yuan’s face. He patted his shoulder in relief. “Yuan’er, you’ve grown up. In the past, when you first came here to practice martial arts, you weren’t even at my chest. You’re a small person, but you’re stubborn. You haven’t learned a set of fist techniques and refuse to rest for a moment.”
“In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.”
Gu Jian stood with his hands behind his back and sighed. As he spoke, he had the dignity of an elder.
“Thank you for your guidance all these years, Second Uncle,” Gu Yuan said calmly. His words were concise, and he clearly did not want to say anything else.
Gu Yuan had always been a man of few words, so Gu Jian did not mind. He walked closer to a long table beside him with his hands behind his back and picked up Gu Yanfei’s longbow.
Gu Jian weighed the bow in his hand and tried to raise his arm to pull the bowstring. However, he was unable to pull it halfway.
He pretended to let go and said in a lecturing tone, “You’re about to be transferred to the Divine Arms Battalion. You have to remember your homework at all times in the future!”
Gu Yuan stood against the wind, his figure as straight as a cold pine in the snow. He said proudly, “The descendants of the Gu family are unyielding.”
“Alright!” Gu Jian clapped and laughed loudly. “It’s good that you still remember your father’s teachings.”
“Today, I’ll test your martial arts on behalf of your father and see if you’ve deteriorated in the military these days.”
“Catch!”
Gu Jian casually threw the longbow at Gu Yuan.
Gu Yuan caught the bow with his hand. The bowstring was still buzzing.
“However, this one-stone bow is still a little light.” Gu Jian stroked his beard in dissatisfaction and sat down on a high-backed chair. He instructed a green-robed servant, “Go to the armory and get two more heavy bows.”
As he spoke, he tapped his hand idly on the arm of his chair.
“Yes, Marquis.” The green-robed servant hurriedly accepted the order and ran to the weapons warehouse.
Gu Yanfei stared at Gu Jian for a while before turning away and lowering her head to feed the red horse sugar.
It wolfed down the sugar cube with a crunch.
Gu Yuan took an arrow from the quiver and walked a hundred steps away from the target.
Gu Yanfei sent Hongyu away to play by itself and looked at Gu Yuan in the middle of the martial arts arena with a burning gaze. She saw the thin, blue-robed young man standing under the setting sun, his figure looking especially tall and straight.
Gu Yuan skillfully nocked an arrow, pulled the string, and drew the bow.
“Swoosh!”
He decisively released the bowstring. The arrow streaked across the sky like lightning with a cold sound…
In the next moment, an arrow appeared on the target.
The arrow easily hit the bullseye!
Gu Jian frowned. When he turned to look at Gu Yuan again, the light of the setting sun happened to shine into his eyes, reflecting the daze in them.
Suddenly, he seemed to see Gu Yuan overlapping with another familiar tall figure.
Big Brother had made a huge mistake. Big Brother owed the Gu family.
As his son, he was just paying his father’s debt.
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At the thought of this, the little hesitation in Gu Jian’s heart was swept away.