More than 300 people in the Dingguo Duke's mansion were killed overnight.
The mother sacrificed her own life to change her and the maid's clothes and hide them under the corpse, thus escaping the disaster.
From then on, Xie Wuyi, the legitimate daughter of Duke Dingguo, was no longer in the world.
But no one thought that a Taoist priest on Jiufeng Mountain would take her away. No one thought that it would take her ten years to learn all the tricks of three peerless masters.
Qinggong, walking on water leaves no trace. Swordsmanship, sealing the throat with one sword. Powerful, killing without a knife.
At the age of seventeen, she went down the mountain.
The deputy general of the Forbidden Army back then was now a powerful figure in the capital. The murderous knife from back then was still polished to a shine in the armory of the Forbidden Army. The one who sat silently on the dragon throne was still peacefully his emperor.
Xie Wuyi smiled.
"Long wait. My surname is Xie, and I'm here to collect debts."
