Standing before Gu Jiuxiao was a man in his prime. He wore a blue robe, and his face bore a cold and stern expression.,At that moment, boundless hatred filled my mind. This surge of rage nearly consumed me.,"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."。