Ancient Wen Heng certainly wasn't going to let things develop this way. Since the younger generation couldn't suppress him, they could only call for outside help.
Gu Sanbu struck Gu Dashishi heavily with his cane. Gu Dashishi wanted to flee, but several of the old men nearby used their seniority to pin him in place, leaving him nowhere to run.
"Dashishi, it's not that I, your Third Uncle, want to criticize you, but how long has it been since you looked in a copper mirror? Do you have any idea what you look like right now?" Gu Sanbu was so angry his whiskers were practically flying.
Back when he wanted Shulin to pursue the path of the imperial examinations, he had made inquiries everywhere about what was and wasn't permissible.
Now, just as Ancient Wen Heng was about to take that step the entire family had hoped for, his own father was dragging him down.
