I answered indignantly that while my swordsmanship might be a bit unexpected, it had nothing to do with my character. I would never betray my own side, using the fruits of my fiancé’s desperate labor while flirting and acting coy in the arms of another man. I could say with pride that I had never owed anyone a thing in my life; could she say the same?
In the Cultivation World, it was not rare for female cultivators to exchange their bodies for resources. But to have it called out in such a public setting—it was more than she could handle. Who would tolerate a woman who acted the part of a harlot while still demanding a memorial arch for her virtue? To see her snatch up heavenly treasures earned by her own fiancé and then shamelessly return to demand a share—it was utterly preposterous.
Qin Rou was a woman, after all, and among the tens of thousands present, many cast looks of disdain at her. Even other female cultivators looked down on her.
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