Qian Yikun squinted at the gun before he took it.
"First, you…"
"Take Gu Juexi's life with this gun tomorrow," the first patriarch said slowly as he stared at Qian Yikun.
Qian Yikun kept the gun. "I would kill Gu Juexi either way if he really was here, First."
The first patriarch nodded and patted Qian Yikun's shoulder with his wrinkled hand. "Make sure that the gun is always with you, understand?"
Qian Yikun smiled elegantly.
"Please don't worry, First. I won't let you down." Qian Yikun put the gun away and said, "it is getting late. You should get some rest."
The first patriarch squinted and saw Qian Yikun off. Someone beside him asked about his plans curiously and the first Patriarch answered emotionlessly, "we will soon know where his loyalty lies."
"You suspected that…" the person started but fell silent and lowered his gaze when the first patriarch put a hand up.
