Fang Zaiyue only wanted revenge at the beginning. No matter how miserable or difficult his life was, it didn't matter, as long as he could make the enemy who destroyed his family taste the same taste.
But with the investigation, as I can do more and more, I can hear more and more.
I don't know why the once close relatives have turned into strangers, and the hatred has turned into a joke.
So what is actually true.
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Mingzhou grew up on Yanhen Mountain, was raised by her master, and practiced with him. Even her surname was the master's, so she followed the master's path step by step since she was a child. She didn't know why she did that, and she didn't know what she wanted to do, but after she went down the mountain for the first time.
The second time…
The third time…
The more people she met, the more voices sounded in her world. It seemed that she could do more than just respond to others' expectations.
Maybe she can also have her own expectations...
Intention: Love is not a shackle, it is a wing.