The Indirect Killer of Her Own Mother...

Huo Zhenyun had miraculously survived the explosion. He'd managed to emerge unscathed from the tremendous force of the blast. This development left Huo Qingqu in disbelief. His expression began to stiffen, and he looked at his younger sister in a state of fearful confusion. "Sister, you... what did you just say?"

As they approached the main hall, Huo Qing'ang and Huo Qingqu instinctively stopped, intentionally giving Gu Pianpian the opportunity to enter first. After all, everyone in the Huo household knew that only Gu Pianpian could thaw the ancient ice sculpture that was their grandfather.

In this oppressive atmosphere, the task of leading this kind of confrontation was left to her.

Completely focused on finding out if Huo Zhenyun was okay, Gu Pianpian failed to notice the dark thoughts of the two brothers at this moment. She rushed over to Huo Zhenyun and choked out, "Grandpa, you're okay, right?"

Tears welled up in her eyes, revealing deep concern.