Staring blankly at the shattered Blood Whip, Wu Rouyun's eyes welled with tears.
This Blood Whip was a shadow that loomed over nearly every girl in the Wu Family. No one was spared from it, though it was usually just for one or two lashes. It was this very whip that seemed to suppress the personality of every Wu woman, making them meek, timid, and afraid—daring only to be the subservient women of a bygone era.
Only two girls from the Wu Family had ever rebelled. One was Wu Rouman, and the other was herself.
As a result, Wu Rouman endured the Twenty Blood Whips and was ultimately imprisoned by the Di Family in that sunless place. She, on the other hand, was lucky enough to be saved.
At that moment, the shackles that bound the women of the Wu Family seemed to shatter as well. The Blood Whip was authority! It was stubborn tradition! It was a cage! And now, it was broken!
Overcome with emotion, Wu Rouyun burst into tears.
