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.

her, the middle-aged man said with a smile, "After all these years, you're still so sharp-tongued. Can't you say something nicer? It won't hurt to be kind. Do you

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 still criticizing

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 half a

the woman practicing with her sword in the dense forest from afar, growing more and more delighted

elegant woman didn't criticize

of approval appeared

years earlier, her achievements now might have even surpassed those of your worthless son. Unfortunately, that brat

resentment could be detected

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

man's face

being stared down by a tigress that could

in Quadfield. I'll leave my daughter-in-law in your care," the man quickly said

was unaware

day after day, neglecting sleep

Qiu Mucheng

had been

feelings of sadness and loneliness flooded her mind as if

time, making it difficult

trembled, and she coughed

emotion, she collapsed on the

into the distance, whispering, "Y-Ye Fan, i-is

the news of Ye Fan's death was purposely spread by War

only known throughout the martial arts world, but even the secular world caught wind of

Ye Fan's wicked life and his justified and deserved death

Mu Zihua, and others became

nailed to the pillar of

care who Ye Fan was or even who Chu

of them had never

matter. They knew he was a bad person, and that

wicked or not, only a few people bothered

written by the

judged in history as wicked and corrupt will be exactly how future generations perceive

people, Ye Fan was a stranger and someone