Between the Mulberry Trees on the Street

When she woke up, she was in a pile of corpses, but she couldn't remember anything. The memory in her mind was like a blank sheet of paper. It was a matter of life and death. The benefactor came to rescue him but was killed by bandits. When she recalled all this, she traced it back to the beginning of it all. The various oppressions she had suffered made her life worse than death. If you really treat her like a soft persimmon, your patience will always have limits. It is said that I will not offend others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will show courtesy. If someone offends me again, I will give him a shot. If someone offends me, I will eradicate it! She is back, and she wants to pay back ten times the pain she suffered...