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.

you're still so sharp-tongued. Can't you say something nicer? It won't hurt to be kind. Do you have to be so

have to bother about your daughter-in-law. You don't appreciate what I do, and you're still criticizing me. If you can't stand the way I teach my disciples, then take her away. That way, I'll have more leisure time too." The

Tang, you can do whatever you want with her, and I won't interfere anymore. However, 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 arts background back then, yet she only spent

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

woman didn't criticize

rare trace of approval appeared on

had started twenty years earlier, her achievements now

resentment could be

don't fall far from the tree. If the father isn't a good person, the son is usually

on the man's face immediately faded, and he trembled

felt as though he were being stared down by a tigress that could easily devour

something to do in Quadfield. I'll leave my daughter-in-law in your care," the

was unaware of the conversation

tirelessly day after day, neglecting sleep and meal

practicing her sword technique, Qiu Mucheng felt

been emptied, leaving a huge hole in her

and loneliness flooded her mind as if she had lost someone

long time, making it difficult for her to

and she coughed

collapsed on the ground with tears streaming down her

the distance, whispering,

of the nuclear bombing, the news of Ye Fan's death was

was not only known throughout the martial arts world, but even the

Fan's wicked life and his

Mu Zihua, and others became heroes for delivering justice to

Fan, he was nailed to the pillar of shame

Ye Fan was or even

all, most of them had never met Ye Fan in their

was a

truly wicked or not, only a few

written

people who were judged in history as wicked and corrupt will be

most people, Ye Fan was a stranger and someone they had never

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