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.

these years, you're still so sharp-tongued. Can't you

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.

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 half a

boasted proudly and couldn't help but watch the woman practicing with her sword in the dense forest from afar, growing more and

elegant woman didn't criticize him

trace of approval appeared on her cold

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

hint of resentment could

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

man's face

being stared down by a tigress

leave my daughter-in-law in your care," the man quickly

Qiu Mucheng was unaware

to train tirelessly day after day, neglecting sleep and

Qiu Mucheng felt a sharp pain in her

as though her heart had been

as if she had lost someone very important in

pain persisted for a long time, making it

and she coughed up a mouthful

on the ground with tears streaming

and gazed into the distance, whispering,

news of Ye Fan's death was purposely spread

arts world, but even the

reported Ye Fan's wicked life and his justified and deserved death at the

Mu Zihua, and others became heroes

nailed to the pillar of

know or care who Ye Fan was or even

most of them had never met

that didn't matter. They knew he was a bad

wicked or not, only a

written by the

as wicked and corrupt will

Fan was a stranger and someone