In her last life, she followed ancient precepts and was a gentle and weak woman, hiding her almost cold heart. She knew how to hide a knife behind a smile... But who knows, there are always some people who regard her patience as cowardice and her ability to withstand She looked at her arrogant capital... "Sisters, husband, oh, I can't be considered husband yet," she gently picked up a bunch of grapes with her fingers and put it to her lips. The corners of her mouth were raised slightly, like the lazy sunshine in the afternoon, pouring out freely. There was a radiance on the ground, "In my opinion, it is worse than a piece of shit on the ground..." Someone who was still immersed in the warmth of the afternoon sun was shocked by these words. He turned to look at the man who was exuding warmth. A woman with a graceful aura, eating grapes like a painting, while saying such vulgar words... In this life, she does not want to be that gentle lady, she wants to do whatever she wants and be uninhibited in this world where martial arts is respected. Let's see how she can turn her hands into clouds and turn her hands into rain in this stormy continent; let's see how a "weak" girl with a dark heart but the best at pretending can live a new life, loving what she loves and hating what she hates... (The heroine is not a gentle person... She is a chic and arrogant person)
Concept: The heroine is reborn to torture and take revenge