Deprived of shelter and with nowhere to turn, it was Old Uncle Yu who, with his slightly stooped shoulders, had propped up the sky for Gu Chengshu.
To a Nascent Soul expert, a Foundation Establishment cultivator was no different from an ant. Carefully, Old Uncle Yu had taught her to endure, taught her to keep accounts, and taught her to smile as she curried favor with Yin Zhenghai from Baochang Pavilion next door. While bearing the heavy exploitation of the various members of the Yin Family and diligently keeping the ledgers, he still had to slave away to earn money and save it for her.
Such an Old Uncle Yu—what reason did Gu Chengshu have not to trust him? How could she let some notorious scoundrel slander him?
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