Mu Ying stared blankly at the steaming Profound Tier fish meat, her eyes turning red as nightmarish memories from her past uncontrollably flooded her mind.
To scrape together the tuition to learn Martial Arts, to make a respectable life for herself in Black Stone City, she had started at the very bottom, working as a fire-stoking girl and a runner in a Martial Arts Hall kitchen.
After years of working from dawn to dusk and pouring everything she had into it, she finally became a head cook and started earning a decent income.
But of the copper plates and Broken Silver she earned, she never spent a single cent on herself. It was all taken by her father's rough, large hands to support her younger brother's Martial Arts training.
She had resented it. She had even gritted her teeth in hatred late at night!
