Mi Wei knew that Mu Furong was faking it, but she didn't know why her attitude suddenly changed so quickly.

With a hint of wariness, she feigned obedience and replied, "Weiwei understands, thank you for your kind guidance, Madam."

“Although you are not my biological child, you still grew up under my care. I have long regarded you as my own. How can it not hurt me when I hit you? I don’t expect you to understand these things, I only ask that you don’t hold a grudge against your mother.” Mu Furong put on a loving mother’s face and put the Demon-Devouring Dagger in Mi Wei’s hand, saying, “Take this dagger, consider it a gift from your mother to apologize to you.”

Mi Wei recognized the dagger; it was a divine artifact, part of Mu Furong's dowry from the Mu family!

Mi Xi had desperately tried to get the dagger from Mu Furong, but she showed it off to her for several days.

"This..." Mi Wei was surprised and couldn't figure out what Mu Furong was going to do.

Even if it was a gesture of goodwill towards her, she didn't need to bring a magical artifact.

It should be noted that there are only six people in the entire Hidden Sect who possess immortal artifacts, and all six of them are people of high status in the Hidden Sect.

Is Mu Furong... sending her to her death?

Mi Wei was undeniably clever and quickly grasped the key point. The dagger in her hand seemed like a death warrant: "Madam, this dagger is Xi'er's beloved possession. I cannot accept it. Otherwise, Xi'er will be heartbroken if she finds out that you gave the dagger to me."

“What would a little child like her need this for? She was given too many good things before, which gave her confidence and led her to run away again and again. Now I’ve taken all those things from her, and she’ll be heartbroken.” Mu Furong was incredibly kind. She smiled and held Mi Wei’s hand tightly, making sure she gripped the dagger firmly. “According to mortal customs, you’re about to have your coming-of-age ceremony. You’ll be a young lady now. Consider this dagger a gift from your mother for your coming-of-age ceremony. Take it quickly and don’t let Xi’er see it.”

Mi Wei had no choice but to grit her teeth and accept, gripping the dagger tightly in her hands as if it were her own life.

Unexpectedly, Mu Furong said nothing and did nothing, and just let her go back to rest.

Mi Wei clutched the dagger, utterly perplexed:

Could it be that Mu Furong suddenly had a change of heart and, as an older woman, gave her a generous gift for her coming-of-age ceremony?

As she walked towards the exit of Qinghe Garden, she suddenly saw several young maids from Qinghe Garden gathered in a corner of the outer courtyard, whispering among themselves:

"Did you see that when the second young lady came back, her hands were covered in blood?"

“I saw it, it looks like human blood.”

"Tsk, I wonder who will suffer this time."

"Who could it be? The second young lady kept saying things like 'no one can protect him,' so it must be the one who was brought back today."

"Isn't that person related to the Pill Sect, and was ordered by the sect leader to be imprisoned in solitary confinement? How did the Second Miss get in?"

"I heard that the sect leader approved of the Second Miss's trip to vent her anger on that person; he personally gave her the jade token..."

"Blah blah..."

The more Mi Wei listened, the tighter she gripped the dagger in her hand.

She never expected that Mi Fenghui would disregard the relationship between the two sects and personally give Mi Xi the jade token so that she could take revenge on Ji Fenghua!

Thinking of Ji Fenghua, who was bound by the Demon-Subduing Shackles, and was powerless against the arrogant and domineering Mi Xi like an ordinary person.

Mi Wei's heart trembled with fear and hatred, just like a withered leaf standing on a branch in late autumn.

She understood that feeling all too well.

That's exactly how she felt when she was whipped by Mu Furong at Qinghe Garden!