“The eldest brother is right, it’s that music hall. It used to belong to our Yue family.” Han Shuang’s eyes flashed with resentment when she mentioned the music hall, but then she calmed down.
"As far as I know, the Yue family still controls the music hall..."
Before Mo Lan could finish speaking, Han Shuang interrupted her, "They are not members of the Yue family, they are thieves."
Seeing the hatred in Han Shuang's eyes, Mo Lan knew that there was more to this than met the eye. She had previously thought that Han Shuang might be from a noble family or a prominent clan in the martial arts world, because her refined and elegant demeanor could not be cultivated by someone from a humble background.
It's difficult to do without being nurtured from childhood.
Sure enough, it was pretty much exactly what she had guessed.
"I heard that Yue Lou was founded by Yue Zhixian, a famous swordsman in the martial arts world. So you are a daughter of the Yue family."
“The eldest brother is right. Yue Zhixian is my grandfather. He founded the music hall and later handed it over to my father. My father spent ten years spreading the music hall throughout the four kingdoms and making it great... but this also brought out the wolfish ambition of a man. Overnight, the whole family was wiped out, and only I escaped.”
"If I hadn't seen my once kind and gentle uncle reveal his hideous face with my own eyes, I would never have believed that he would commit such a heinous act of betraying his master and ancestors. Yue Dewen is a wolf in sheep's clothing. My grandfather adopted him, gave him a surname, taught him martial arts, and helped him get married and have children. In the end, instead of being grateful, he repaid kindness with enmity, coveted the property of the music hall, and did not hesitate to commit the crimes of murder to silence him and harm his adoptive brother."
"Without my grandfather, Yue Dewen would have been nothing more than an abandoned child, whose survival would have been uncertain. My grandfather took him in as a disciple and raised him like a son, never showing favoritism and hoping that the brothers could help each other... But in the end, he nurtured Yue Dewen's wolfish ambition. There's a saying, 'A little kindness is appreciated, but too much kindness breeds resentment.' My grandfather and father's mistake was giving him too much, which allowed his ambition to grow bigger and bigger."
"From as far back as I can remember, my father treated him like a brother and never guarded against him. He always appeared diligent and hardworking, doing everything himself and always putting in a good job. I didn't understand before, but now I do. All his actions and hard work were just to build up his own power, to place his own people in positions of authority, and to cultivate his own influence. When the time was right, he would make his move against my father."
As Han Shuang spoke these words, the hatred that had been building up in her heart erupted instantly, and even her body trembled slightly.
Looking at Han Shuang's condition, Mo Lan silently sighed. The massacre of her entire family was indeed tragic. No wonder she was in such a sorry state when she first saw her.
"Frost, calm down. I don't want you to give up, nor do I want you to suppress your hatred. You need to learn to control your hatred, otherwise it will be detrimental to yourself."
As she spoke, Mo Lan took the reins from her hand to prevent the carriage from overturning.
Nearly three years of hatred had been weighing on Han Shuang's heart. Now that there was a breakthrough, the seeds of hatred were rising steadily. Fortunately, she still had her senses and did not destroy the carriage.
"Do you know? I watched helplessly as my father and mother fell into pools of blood. My bodyguards protected me as I fled, but we were hunted down and killed. Not a single bodyguard survived. They risked their lives to give me a chance to live. So, my motivation for living is revenge."
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