Gong Xin looked at Gong Zhan with an expression that likened him to a fool, which infuriated him.
"You still don't understand Gu Zi," he said, his voice filled with frustration. "She's a cunning woman."
"You may not have thought of it, but she certainly has. By getting close to my mentor, Master Gao, she's trying to worm her way back into my life. Do you really think a proud woman like Gu Zi would be content to spend her life with a pig butcher?"
Gong Xin was taken aback, her mouth agape. She wanted to retort immediately, but felt powerless. Her brother's narcissism had clearly reached its peak. She spoke again, her tone somewhat pale, "Brother, you might be underestimating Gu Zi's husband. I heard from Jin Long that he, like you, was a soldier. If he hadn't retired, his achievements in the army would probably not be inferior to yours.