Tan Shuchang had cultivated for seven years, mountains knew not of years, slowly forgetting when today was.
Today a woman got angry because of my words.
Seeing her pleased that the surrounding men were willing to indulge her, or coax her into happiness, I, considering her young age and to prevent her from being deceived, bluntly said, "The only reason they do so is that they want to sleep with you."
However, she became furiously embarrassed and asked me if I didn't feel the same?
After some thought, to show sincerity, I had no choice but to beat her up.
After all, there were not many left in this world who could make me raise my hand in such a way. Since I made such an exception for her, she should feel content.
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"To lift as if it weighs nothing, appearing gravely injured, yet in reality unharmed, to control one's force with the cultivation of merging two proofs, for one of mere flesh and blood to achieve this, truly worthy of someone who succeeded in killing their master!"
