Xiao Yun looked up at the dark figure on the city wall. Her plain, delicate face was still calm, but the hatred buried deep in her eyes could no longer be restrained. It was ready to burst forth.
She and Fu Chu had suffered far too much. Fu Chu had still been young back then, and most of the hardships had been borne by her, his elder sister.
The pain of losing their father, the pain of losing their mother...
She had watched helplessly as her uncle's family was punished, crushed to pieces beneath that enormous millstone.
Her three elder brothers, who had come to save her, had been shot full of arrows until they looked like porcupines.
Scene after scene from the past flashed through her mind, gnawing at her heart like venomous snakes.
Her motive for revenge was too strong. She could only desperately suppress the hatred in her heart.
When she found a suitable target in Luo Zheng, she had been overwhelmed with excitement and had done everything she could to get him to help her.
If she had not considered Luo Zheng a man of upright character, she might even have contemplated selling everything she had—even her own body.
During that period of waiting, she had been racked with hope and fear.
She had never expected everything to go so smoothly...
And so, step by step, she entered this space and finally returned to her homeland. Now, the time for her revenge had come.
"Aunt Lou, I never imagined that when we met again, it would be under circumstances like these, did you?" The corners of Xiao Yun's lips curved slightly, and a trace of a smile surfaced on her plain, delicate face. She was savoring this moment.
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