In the dim shed, Gu Jiuyao sat on the ground. Her red attire was strikingly dazzling, but her face was marred with countless wounds, fresh and bloody.,He could have ignored it, but until he saw Gu Qing say something to his grandfather, his grandfather became so enraged that he vomited three pints of blood and never woke up...,Rage flooded out like a torrent, staining her eyes with bone-deep hatred.。