Gu Shaocheng had already torn his face to such an extent, which meant he would give no face at all. Gu Ting, hearing his words, had an unsightly expression on his face. Leveraging seniority was utterly useless; the fact that he still addressed him respectfully as Second Grandfather was already a tremendous favor.
"Grandfather." Gu Silian called out to Gu Ting with a horrified expression.
But Gu Shaocheng had already assertively taken hold of Gu Ting, giving a fleeting glance to that woman about to cry a river to garner sympathy, he slightly shifted his body and made another gesturing motion to Gu Ting.
"Ah!"
With a sigh, Gu Ting turned around and left the main hall.
"Grandfather!" Gu Silian was still calling out for help from behind.
