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.

a smile, "After all these years, you're still so sharp-tongued. Can't you say something nicer? It won't hurt

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

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

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

the elegant woman didn't criticize him

of approval appeared

is a fast learner. If she had started twenty years earlier, her achievements now might have even surpassed those

hint of resentment could

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

face immediately

though he were being stared down by a tigress that could

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

course, Qiu Mucheng was unaware of the

to train tirelessly day after day, neglecting sleep and meal

while practicing her sword technique, Qiu Mucheng felt a sharp pain in her

had been emptied, leaving

feelings of sadness and loneliness flooded her mind as if she

pain persisted for a long time, making it difficult for

and she coughed up

on the ground with tears streaming

lifted her head and gazed into the distance, whispering,

the news of Ye Fan's death

arts world, but even the

wicked life and his justified and deserved death at the

Zihua, and others became heroes for delivering justice to

to the pillar of shame

didn't know or care who Ye Fan was or even

all, most of them had never met Ye Fan

was

whether he was truly wicked or not,

written by the

judged in history as wicked and corrupt

a stranger and