That gaze, as if the one standing before him wasn't his own flesh and blood, but an irreconcilable enemy.,"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.",This sword strike, carrying an overwhelming amount of hatred, was as if it wanted to rip out his black heart.。