Summary
Everyone in the sect said I looked like Xie Fushuang.
That was why my master took me in as a disciple, why my eldest senior brother protected me at every turn, and why I was even allowed to enter the sect’s forbidden grounds.
Then the real Xie Fushuang woke up.
Everyone was waiting to watch me cry.
I was waiting too.
But she simply walked out with an outer robe draped over her shoulders, swept her gaze over them, and asked, “Who raised this little girl to be so thin?”
Eldest Senior Brother had just opened his mouth.
Xie Fushuang pinned him to the door with one strike of her sword.
“Especially you.”
“Have you been reading too many stand-in romance novels?”