The Master Artifact Refiner

Deep inside the Lei family’s forbidden grounds, the door of a secluded cave opened from within. A figure in a nauseating shade of green stepped out and brushed the dust from her clothes, muttering to herself: “I recall those days when Zhou Yu was young, when Little Qiao had just married him. He was a dashing hero, chatting and laughing behind his feather fan and silk cap as he routed the enemy…” Bang! Before she could finish reciting the old poem, someone struck the back of her neck. Her vision went black, and she collapsed in an utterly undignified heap. Inside, she seethed: Which bastard ambushed me? She had come out of seclusion just to get married, but who would have thought the Lei family’s retreat would suffer a terrifying attack? Lei Ning really was unlucky. Of all the people, it had to happen to her…