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.,Gu Jiuyao laughed and stood up, her face flushed, arrogant and enchanting. Perhaps she didn't want these people to see the joke, even though she was almost about to fall, she still managed to stand strong in the firewood shed.,“As for you saying you’re not wrong, that's even more ridiculous! You've already ruined your reputation and are pointed at by a thousand people! Since everyone thinks you killed the old man, just admit it! Why drag Qingtuo into this Unlike you, she can't bear those rumors and gossip!”。