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.

Seeing 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 have to be so ruthless and hurtful?"

"What's wrong? Are you feeling 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 me. If you can't stand the way I teach my disciples, then take her

away. That way, I'll have more leisure time too." The woman glared at him and spoke in a resentful

tone.

The man quickly begged for mercy, "Okay, okay, I've spoken out of turn. Ms. Tang, 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

year more than you to master it. She's a natural talent for martial arts!"

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

dense forest from afar, growing more and more delighted by the moment.

Unlike before, the elegant woman didn't criticize him this time.

A rare trace of approval appeared on her cold and beautiful face.

"Yes, 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

held her back," she said coldly.

As she spoke, a hint of resentment could be detected in her voice.

"Apples really don't fall far from the tree. If the father isn't a good person, the son is usually a jerk too,"

she continued.

The smile on the man's face immediately faded, and he trembled involuntarily.

He felt as though he were being stared down by a tigress that could easily devour him.

"Well, I have something to do in Quadfield. I'll leave my daughter-in-law in your care," the man quickly

said before running away as if he feared being eaten alive.

Of course, Qiu Mucheng was unaware of the conversation happening here.

She continued to train tirelessly day after day, neglecting sleep and meal times.

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

She felt as though her heart had been emptied, leaving a huge hole in her chest.

Overwhelming feelings of sadness and loneliness flooded her mind as if she had lost someone very

important in her life.

The pain persisted for a long time, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Eventually, her body trembled, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

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

She lifted her head and gazed into the distance, whispering, "Y-Ye Fan, i-is that you?"

Despite the deliberate cover-up of the nuclear bombing, the news of Ye Fan's death was purposely

spread by War God Castle.

Ye Fan's demise was not only known throughout the martial arts world, but even the secular world

caught wind of it.

News and newspapers with headlines such as "Justice Prevails" reported Ye Fan's wicked life and his

justified and deserved death at the hands of the army at the nation's border.

Chen Jiuzhou, Mu Zihua, and others became heroes for delivering justice to the world.

As for Ye Fan, he was nailed to the pillar of shame in human history.

Most people didn't know or care who Ye Fan was or even who Chu Tianfan was.

After all, most of them had never met Ye Fan in their lives.

Nevertheless, that didn't matter. They knew he was a bad person, and that was enough.

As for whether he was truly wicked or not, only a few people bothered to investigate.

History is written by the victors.

Those people who were judged in history as wicked and corrupt will be exactly how future generations

perceive them.

For most people, Ye Fan was a stranger and someone they had never met.

However, for some of them, Ye Fan had been a living person and someone they knew.

After returning from the border that day, Xu Lei vomited blood and soon fell into a coma. She was then

hospitalized.

Even in her coma, tears kept streaming down her face.

She even called out Ye Fan's name in her barely conscious state.

When Li Er received the news, he was still recovering in the hospital. Jin Bao and Yin Bao rushed to

the hospital, knelt before Li Er's bed, and cried as they said to him, "Mr. Li, M-Mr. Chu... i-is gone."

At first, Li Er didn't believe it. After all, this wasn't the first time news like this had surfaced.

For so many years, he had followed Ye Fan.

Over the years, Ye Fan had died countless times.

Every time, they had reported his death, but he would always manage to survive.

Li Er cursed them and drove them out right away.

"Get out of here! Stop talking nonsense! Would it kill you to refrain from speaking such unpleasant

words?"

Li Er told them to get out, but Jin Bao and Yin Bao knelt on the ground and wouldn't get up.

"Mr. Li, it's true this time. They said The Great Four on the Empyrean Ranking teamed up to kill him,

and the Chinese military then dropped a nuclear bomb at the border, obliterating everything within a

radius of five hundred kilometers. Mr. Chu was blown to smithereens..."

Jin Bao and Yin Bao sobbed as they spoke.

Li Er was stunned.

"W-What did you say? The Great Four on the Empyrean Ranking? N-Nuclear bomb?"

Li Er's face turned pale, and his cloudy eyes gradually lost their luster. In an instant, he seemed to have

aged ten years.

On the same day, Chen Ao and his daughter, Chen Nan, drove to the southwest border in a frantic

manner.

"It's not true... It can't be true... I don't believe it... I don't believe the country would use a nuclear bomb

to deal with Ye Fan..." Chen Nan cried all the way and couldn't accept what had happened.

Just the day before, she had hugged Ye Fan goodbye.

But now, they had been separated by life and death.