Given her cultivation level at the time, An Yiyi might have been able to defeat An Shaotang, but she probably never imagined that An Shaotang would actually strike her.
That slap would perhaps forever remain a scar deep within An Yiyi's heart.
"Lingmeng, how did you find out about this?" An Yiyi asked, shocked, looking at Wenren Lingmeng.
This matter, she had always kept it in her heart, never spoken of it to anyone, nor was she willing to talk about it, not even telling Wenren Lingmeng.
"I heard about it from the Huangfu Clan. Even after all this time, the younger generations still talk about it. It shows how cruel those two women are, constantly spreading this story as if it's their boastful capital!"
Wenren Lingmeng had also studied at the Huangfu Clan, often competing alongside their younger generation and frequently interacting with them.
One time, she inadvertently heard some of the younger members of the Huangfu Clan who had lost to her discussing the matter.
