As soon as Xiang Yun left, Qin Su, inside the room, could no longer contain her emotions.
She covered her face with her hands and burst into tears. Gone was her previous tough demeanor; now she was like a little girl whose candy had been snatched away, utterly wronged and heartbroken.
Actually, she was already content and happy that Xiang Yun had come to see her today.
But for some reason, they had argued after only a few words, and he had driven away the man she had been longing for day and night.
Qin Su recalled Xiang Yun's words: her father was dying.
She had practiced martial arts since childhood because her father, a civil official, was always overshadowed by Wang Teng, a military officer, in court, leaving him depressed and listless at home.
She wanted to learn martial arts so
