In the end, she still managed to struggle to her feet, her small face looking highly pale.
Upon seeing that, the old man nodded his head approvingly. “You held out for two hours today. You’ve shown improvement but you must not let up. You must work even harder at it. Do you understand?”
The young girl’s face was expressionless as she acknowledged with a soft “yes”.
Time moved on ahead once again and she was already nine.
Tall and slender, long hair flowing down to her waist in a tightly bound up ponytail and her face beautiful and exquisite, a fortably quiet and unaffected figure. Among her peers of the same age, she was always the most eye-catching one, as whether it was in terms of looks or demeanor, she was exceptionally mature and highly self-effacing.
She did not have many friends, merely a scattered few whom she was a little closer to after they became more familiar with each other and came to know that her cold personality was not her being haughty or arrogant, and not someone who thinks that people are beneath her. She was born like that, a young girl who had been lonely all by herself for too long, and was not skilled at municating with others.
Afterall, she was someone the Family Head had kept closely right by his side, never having been treated as a child. In fact, she was put through training that was more stringent and harsh than any boy, as the future heir of the family clan…..
Having lost both her parents from a very young age, she would have needed to fight and struggle harder than anyone else!
That was because in that large family clan, she had no one to rely on but only herself. If she did not bee strong, she would be gobbled right up by this world where only the stronger one survives.
At that age, all the children in the family clan would be sent here for training, and they would then choose the most outstanding one to be selected as a candidate to bee the heir to the family clan.
It was pletely impartial and fair, and no favouritism was shown.
That was also the reason why she had to work harder than the others, as she would not be shown any special favours just because she was the one and only descendant of the Family Head. On the contrary, if she did not try her hardest, she would be bullied and crushed by the voracious branch families.
Because….. she was just a pitiful worm, an orphan with no parents to shield and protect her.
That’s just how people’s mentality works, bullying the weak and fearful of the strong. It could be because a person had been bullied and humiliated before and they start to hold a grudge. But when the same thing happens to them, they will not hesitate to trample on others.
Oh, the unspeakable sorrows of the weak!
One fine day, a child who looked to be older than all the others arrived at that place.
That child seemed like he was already fifteen or sixteen years old, a tall and thin figured youth who was handsome and good looking, his eyes two small arcs and very smiley.
He was quickly well liked, especially the girls, who immediately swarmed all around him excitedly, their faces blushing red and pink.
Except for that young girl clad in her black training robes. She did not seem to really care.
She was very beautiful, quiet and distant.
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