Bandaging His Wound

As he spoke, Baby Chu took another look at Jiang Qimeng, who was now lying on the floor in a sorry state. He could not bear to see her like this. "She looks rather pitiful! Besides, killing someone will only dirty Uncle's hands!"

Gu Jinglian frowned and could not help but wonder if this little fellow was his biological son. Why was he so hopelessly soft-hearted?

Had he forgotten that this "rather pitiful woman" had put her dirty hand around his neck and even pressed a dagger up against it?

Butler Fu said as well, "Old Master, don't dirty your hands. Leave such a person to me, I'll deal with her for you."

Then, he whispered into Gu Jinglian's ear, "You ought to be more careful in front of the child. Otherwise, you'll scare him. Baby Chu is only five years old."

That too, made sense to Gu Jinglian hence he nodded slightly in agreement. "I'll leave her to you then."

Butler Fu nodded.