Ling Yue had barely awakened in her new body when she found herself about to be thrown into a pot and boiled. Is the damn heavens’ way of giving her something to do because they think she’s been having it too easy? If so, then she might as well make some trouble.
You want to throw me into a pot? Just watch me smash it. Since you’re so fond of using pots, why not get in one yourself and see how it feels?
She’d only taken out some people because she couldn’t stand seeing them run wild on land she’d set her sights on. So why had someone latched onto her and insisted on becoming her disciple?
