Jaw-Dropping Son-in-Law

In the face of her master's reprimand, Qiu Mucheng lowered her head in shame.

"I'm sorry, Master. I've disappointed you."

Her eyes were full of guilt as she apologized to her master.

Despite her apology, her master paid her no attention and walked away while saying coldly, "I've told you to give up. This path is not meant for you."

The graceful woman strode away, crushing fallen leaves and flowers beneath her feet.

Her words cut Qiu Mucheng deeply, piercing through the latter's heart and leaving her feeling extremely dejected and unhappy.

After all, nothing was more devastating for a proud woman than to be rejected by her own master.

However, Qiu Mucheng did not give up in the face of those words.

Gritting her teeth, she shouted at her departing master, "No, Master! I won't give up! I'll never give up! I'll make you and that faithless man see my worth!"

Qiu Mucheng had a determined look in her eyes. The extent of her inner strength and fortitude was beyond anyone's comprehension.

The elegant woman remained silent, but with a wave of her sleeve, a willow branch immediately shot out from beneath her feet and hovered in front of Qiu Mucheng.

Under Qiu Mucheng's shocked gaze, the branch in the woman's hand seemed to have come alive, dancing and twirling in the air with remarkable agility.

With each slice, thrust, and stab, the movements of the branch were swift and fluid.

At first, Qiu Mucheng was puzzled, but soon she realized that it was her master demonstrating her swordsmanship right before her eyes.

Overjoyed, Qiu Mucheng tried hard to remember the teachings imparted to her. She was filled with gratitude toward her master at that moment.

I knew it! Master has a sharp tongue but a kind heart.

With her master's guidance, Qiu Mucheng became more enthusiastic about practicing her swordsmanship.

Meanwhile, several hundred meters away stood a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back. He was watching from a distance.

Before long, Qiu Mucheng's master returned to the spot.

Can't you say something nicer? It won't hurt to be kind. Do you have to be so ruthless and

sorry for her? If so, take her away, then. I don't even have time to take care of my own sister, and yet I still have to bother about your daughter-in-law. You don't appreciate what I do, and you're

my daughter-in-law is quite talented, right? I remember that you practiced this sword technique for over six months before mastering it. My daughter-in-law had no martial

proudly and couldn't help but watch the woman practicing with her sword in the dense

the elegant woman didn't criticize him

of approval appeared on her cold and

twenty years earlier, her achievements now might have even surpassed

of resentment could

the father isn't a good person, the son is usually a jerk

the man's face immediately

were being stared down by a tigress that could easily devour

in Quadfield. I'll leave my daughter-in-law in your care," the man quickly said before running away as if he feared being

unaware of the conversation happening

to train tirelessly day after

Qiu Mucheng

as though her heart had been emptied,

of sadness and loneliness flooded her mind as if she had lost someone very

long time, making it difficult for her to

trembled, and she

the ground

gazed into the distance,

cover-up of the nuclear bombing, the news of Ye

throughout the martial arts world, but even

as "Justice Prevails" reported Ye Fan's wicked life and his justified and deserved death

became

nailed to the pillar of

know or care who Ye Fan

had never met Ye Fan

that didn't matter. They knew he was a

or not, only a few

written by the

history as wicked and

a stranger and someone they