This article tells the story of a half-toned female swordsman with a superb aura who went down the mountain to practice and was constantly cannon fodder.
From the time she set out to return home, she was cannon fodder by her senior brothers, cannon fodder by her master uncles, cannon fodder by other sect leaders, and even cannon fodder by her father whom she had never seen before and her aunt who had been dead for decades.
His life experience is a mystery, and his identity is also a mystery. Among the many mysteries, which one is the key to solving all problems?
In the end, she just wanted to sigh resentfully,
We have limited abilities and cannot control a role like a villain.
We are also incapable of playing the role of a front-facing master.
Master, it is very and extremely unscientific to force a half-experienced swordsman to go down the mountain to practice.