Gu Jiao stood firm as a rock, completely unmoved, while the assailant herself rebounded and fell to the ground.
Several gold ingots spilled from her bosom. She hastily grabbed them, shooting Gu Jiao a quick, guilty glance before lowering her head and hiding the ingots behind her. "I-I'm sorry!" she stuttered.
"It's nothing," Gu Jiao said.
The woman bowed to Gu Jiao and then ran off without looking back.
Stealing in the Imperial Palace?
Given Gu Jiao's character, she naturally wouldn't bother with such trivial matters.
Gu Jiao continued on her way.
As she neared the Greeting Room, a panting little eunuch caught up to her. "Is it, is it Young Master Xiao up ahead?" he asked.
Gu Jiao stopped and regarded him indifferently. "I am. Who are you?"
