C1546 The Truth of the Gift of a Sword

Wood shavings flying, tea splashing everywhere.

Gu Ruojun, who had smashed the yellow rosewood tea table with his palm, looked like a fierce tiger that was ready to devour its prey. His eyes were gloomy as he slowly swept across the people in the hall.

All of the Gu family's upper echelons felt as if their bodies had been pierced by blades and swords. Their skin hurt. Apart from Gu Tang