Chapter 1447: Danger "Ms. Zhang..." Lu Yun opened the door and smiled slightly, peering out at Zhang Ning standing outside. Zhang Ning glanced at Lu Yun with a look of curiosity, stepping inside and asking as she went, "Lu Yun, hasn't your sister-in-law been difficult to you?" "No, she's such a kind person—she'd hardly be able to bear to be difficult to me," Lu Yun said, immediately realizing the remark sounded a bit too enthusiastic, so she quickly added with a slight hesitation, "Besides, isn't she still lying in bed?" Zhang Ning nodded, not thinking further, and walked gracefully toward the bed, calling out to Liu Yun, "Sister-in-law, aren't you feeling unwell?" Earlier outside the room, Zhang Ning had clearly heard an unfamiliar sound from Liu Yun. Now, seeing Liu Yun appear as if fainting—lying still on the bed without moving—she naturally asked with concern. How could Liu Yun possibly be uncomfortable? She was simply too comfortable—so comfortable that she hadn’t quite recovered yet. She knew Zhang Ning had arrived, and she was sure her current state would make Zhang Ning suspect something was wrong. But despite her desire to get up, Liu Yun found herself physically unable to move. She could only lie there, gradually recovering, and speak softly, “Don’t worry, I’m fine.” Li Yun sighed with a mixture of苦笑. If she were to fall ill, it would surely mean that most of the women in the village had caught this illness—no, rather, all the women who had been harmed by Lu Yun. Whenever she thought of Lu Yun, her heart filled with complex emotions. What a formidable little ancestor he was! Each time, he seemed to leave everyone else utterly exhausted. When she first discovered that Lu Yun had a strong passion for her, she had only intended to amuse him. She never expected that they would actually grow close, and even more surprisingly, Lu Yun was remarkably strong in that regard. Li Yun and Zhang Yi had come from afar and had settled here for a long time. Over time, they had come to know that the men of this region were not particularly strong in that area. While Zhang Yi could satisfy her, he was far from as vigorous as Lu Yun. When Lu Yun was with a woman, he seemed like a wild beast, full of energy and unstoppable—truly, a born troublemaker for women. Liu Yun sighed, and upon hearing Zhang Ning's urgent words, she feigned some difficulty, glanced at Lu Yun, and softly said to Zhang Ning, "My sister has been going through something lately—she's in severe pain. Just now, it was so intense that she couldn't help but call out. Now she's much better, so don't worry about her, Xiao Ning." Zhang Ning suddenly understood—it made sense now. It was indeed hard to say such things in front of a man. To change the subject, Liu Yun slightly furrowed her elegant brows and asked, "Xiao Ning, what has your brother been saying to you? Does he still oppose you giving up?" Zhang Ning looked pale at this, shook her head and said, "Sister, it's not that my brother doesn't want me to give up. It's me who insists on going on. After all, one must know gratitude. My master died in such tragic circumstances, and as his disciple, I naturally have to do everything possible to avenge him. Only then can I bring peace to his spirit in the afterlife, and also ease my own and my brother's hearts. For these years, had it not been for my master's kindness and hospitality, neither of us would have known what our situation would have been—how could we have met you, or even come to be together? You and my brother would never have found each other." "How foolish you are! You're willing to endure such cruel things. Even if you succeed in avenging your master, would he be at peace knowing that you're sacrificing yourself so relentlessly to enhance your own cultivation? Would he feel comforted knowing that you're enduring such self-denial? Li Yun's voice grew sharper. Previously, she had no idea of what her brother-in-law and sister-in-law had endured, but now, upon learning the truth, how could she bear to see her own sister-in-law suffer such inhuman agony? Lu Yun, listening by the side, also furrowed his brows and interjected, "Ning姐, isn't there any other way? You and Zhang Ge are still young; you don't have to settle this matter right away, do you?" Clearly, Zhang Ning paid no attention to Li Yun's and Lu Yun's appeals, shaking her head slightly and saying, "The situation is urgent. We live in constant danger every day. I can't wait any longer." In fact, there was one thing Zhang Ning didn't say out loud—had she possessed stronger cultivation, she would have already sought out someone to avenge the wrongs done. Even if her master hadn't been the one she killed, as a disciple of the Dragon-Slaying Sect, she had a duty to fulfill her responsibilities. Yet Zhang Ning was still too weak at present, utterly unable to locate that person. Even though his elder sister kept urging him, insisting that as long as the opponent did not make any active provocation, he must follow her instructions strictly and take no initiative of his own. Despite knowing precisely where his enemy was, Zhang Ning felt helpless—this persistent frustration weighed heavily upon him and his sister. They had once considered taking a bold risk to carry out a covert assassination, but that attempt had failed, and the sister had discovered it, delivering a stern reprimand to both of them. That failure intensified Zhang Ning's determination to improve his cultivation. While his brother was unsuitable for the specific cultivation method, Zhang Ning himself was. After that failed mission, he realized the gap between himself and his enemy, and thus, with great resolve, he urged his brother Zhang Yi to have him practice that grueling technique—resulting in a series of severe, terrifying scars appearing on Zhang Ning’s back every week. For the sake of avenging his master, Zhang Ning was willing to sacrifice his life; the physical discomforts he endured were nothing compared to that. Beneath each person's calm exterior lies a unique personality—either resilient or cunning—whatever it may be, that is the most authentic expression of their character. Zhang Ning has chosen, for the sake of avenging her master, to sacrifice everything, even her own life. "Madam Zhang, don't we have a good life now? What could possibly be dangerous?" Lu Yun frowned, asking. In recent times, Lu Yun has grown more perceptive, and if Zhang Ning mentioned danger, it would surely be well-founded—there must be substance behind her words. Yet, where does this danger arise? Could there be a group of merfolk nearby, compelling Zhang Ning and her brother Zhang Yi to endure such harsh methods in order to enhance their abilities and fulfill their mission of avenging their master?