Childhood Friend of the Zenith

I stopped in my tracks, my expression dazed as I processed Gu Heebi's words.

‘Grandfather?’

It was such an unexpected figure to be brought up that my thoughts ground to a halt.

Grandfather.

If the meaning was as I thought, it referred to the former head of the Gu family, my father’s father.

‘But who is that?’

I didn’t know.

To be precise, I had never even heard of him.

Not in this life, and not in my previous one.

I only knew that he’d died before I was born.

The Gu family, unlike other clans, didn’t practice ancestral worship or ceremonies for the deceased. So I’d naturally assumed he was long dead and never gave it a second thought.

But now, out of nowhere—