She hated Xiang Lingyue for ruining her family and leaving them with nothing.
Thinking that she could personally take revenge on him, and imagining that one day Xiang Lingyue would be even more miserable than her brother, there was a secret thrill in her heart.
But now, her so-called thrill had been replaced by fear.
She knew her students were either rich or noble, but she never dreamed that Xiang Lingyue's family background would be so formidable.
Compared to the other side, she was not even an ant, just dust.
The intense fear made her legs weak, and she collapsed to the ground.
Senior Master Xiang looked at her, his gaze as sharp as a sword, "You've never met the other party?"
