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.

smile, "After all these years, you're still so sharp-tongued. Can't you

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 still criticizing me.

her, and I won't interfere anymore. However, my daughter-in-law is quite talented, right? I remember that you practiced this

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

woman

of approval appeared on her

this girl is truly exceptional and is a fast learner. If she had started twenty years earlier, her achievements now might have even surpassed those of your worthless son. Unfortunately, that brat

hint of resentment could

If the father isn't a good person, the

smile on the man's face immediately

down by a tigress that could easily

daughter-in-law in your care,"

unaware of the conversation

to train tirelessly day after

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

as though her heart had been emptied, leaving a huge hole in

loneliness flooded her mind as if she had lost

for a long time, making

and she

with emotion, she collapsed on the ground with tears streaming down her

into the distance, whispering,

of Ye Fan's death was purposely

the martial arts world, but

Fan's wicked life and his justified and deserved death at the hands of the

became heroes for

to the pillar of shame in human

or care who Ye Fan

never met Ye

matter. They knew he was a

was truly wicked or not, only a few

is written by

as wicked and corrupt will be exactly

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

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