Gu Yan took a deep breath, each word echoing with determination, his voice not loud but like a thunderclap, resounding in everyone's ears:
"Aren't they intent on 'purging the Emperor's entourage'? Fine! Today, I, Gu Yan, shall follow this 'will of the people'!"
He suddenly drew the sword from his waist, the cold light flashing, the blade's tip directly pointing at the map of Yingtian Prefecture.
"Father's revenge, irreconcilable as heaven!"
"Traitors to the nation, causing disorder in the court!"
"I, Gu Yan, in the name of Champion Marquis and the Grand Commander of the Northern Border Campaign, hereby vow—"
His gaze was blazing, his voice shaking the camp: "Today, I shall emulate the actions of my ancestor, Marquis Wenzhong, and restore the court's order!"
"With Heaven's mandate, quell the unrest, purge the treacherous, and correct the affairs of the court!"
His tone was incredibly firm.
Everyone had misjudged the Gu Clan, and misjudged him, Gu Yan.
