The large feathery figure heaved a pitiful sigh for the figure that was on the other side of the metal bars, "Sigh, Ming Mei ah, you were brought up to be a needle master…"
Those words had caught the small figure off guard and her heart had skipped a beat. Her eyes grew even dimmer than when she had lost everything in that room and her lips were scorning at herself.
...Needle master? Ha! She was just an imposter that was taught to act like a needle master. The things she did in the room today was the plan they had been practicing all these years.
...That was not her. As for the real needle master? Ha! It was that Mo Lian who had all master's favour but then chose to betray master like an idiot! But it was she who was always beside master, but what did she get? Some fake skills and a marriage she never wanted!