Upon gently rolling up her sleeve, a shocking sight appeared on Bai Ao Xue’s snow-white arm: crisscrossing scars that seemed to tell a tale of pain. Each one was a gift from her half-sister, Bai Su Xue.,Yesterday, under the guise of admiring flowers, I pushed the naive Bai Aoxue into the pond. The water-fearing Bai Aoxue was rescued, but she only had one breath left.,There is no greater sorrow than a heartbroken soul. Bai Aoxue, who had lost all hope in this world, finally succumbed to her despair, fading away like a wilted flower. In her place stands the most powerful mercenary from the 21st century—Bai Aoxue.。