"Gu Jiuyao, even now you still don't know your mistake","Sister," Gu Qing's face broke into a faint smile, "You weren't curious about what I told Grandfather, were you I told him my world, and who knew he was such a fragile man, he just died of anger.",He raised his eyes, a crimson glint in them. Suddenly, he moved, a dagger appearing in his hand at some point. In Gu Qing's sharp cry, he plunged it towards Gu Yun.。