Gu Jiao walked over.
Wei Renchong looked up at her.
Gu Jiao looked at the shadow on the ground and said, "I'm not blocking the light."
Wei Renchong buried his head and continued repairing the armor.
"Need some help?" Gu Jiao asked, "I used to be a doctor, stitching up things is my specialty."
Wei Renchong frowned, seeming somewhat impatient with this young man, but didn't know how to drive him away.
He could only say indifferently, "No need."
Gu Jiao sat down on the threshold, resting her elbow on her knee, supporting her head with one hand as she watched him: "I met with Li Shen and Zhao Dengfeng yesterday."
"What exactly are you trying to do?" Wei Renchong frowned.
"To win over the old subordinates of the Xuanyuan family." Gu Jiao said bluntly.
The Heifeng Camp, governed by the Han family for over ten years, was undeniably strong, but the Han family dispersed too many excellent officers, and many of Xuanyuan's old subordinates left one after another.
