With every word Gu Yun uttered, Gu Jiuyao felt as if a sword pierced her heart. Her already numb heart trembled violently once more.,Gu Jiuyao clenched her fists tightly. Her grandfather had been so kind to them all these years, even if he found out something at the end, he probably didn't expect Gu Qing's world.,This sword strike, carrying an overwhelming amount of hatred, was as if it wanted to rip out his black heart.。