The improved female villains regained their memories.

After a long, seemingly endless time, the man finally spoke:

"Yes, I will."

She clenched her fist: "If you break your promise..."

The man replied, "Then I'd rather be dead."

The two fists met, as if a vow had been made.

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Unfortunately, the man broke his promise.

She had never seen her sister like that before—sad, angry, helpless, confused, filled with many unknown emotions, like a heartless doll.

My sister lost her spiritual root, her love, and her dreams. Overnight, it seemed like she had nothing left.

No, no, there's my sister and her too.

The night she returned, my sister smashed everything she could.

"Yang Pingsheng, I hate you!"

In the darkness, the older sister roared like a lioness.

"You bastard liar!"

"You've ruined me! If Zhi Zixun hadn't told me the truth, how much longer would you have kept me in the dark?!"

"Bastard, bastard!!!"

In the darkness, she stood to the side, looking at her sister with heartache, without stopping her.

Until the baby they found let out its first cry.

As if drawn by some kind of hatred, the older sister glared fiercely and grabbed the iron hammer beside her.

She finally couldn't take it anymore. Overwhelmed by grief, she rushed over, hugged her sister's waist, and cried out, "Sister, no matter what, the child is innocent!"

"I don't have such a child, this guy is just a bastard!"

“I know you hate Yang Pingsheng, but this little one doesn’t know anything, she did nothing wrong.”

"..."

"sister!"

Her eyes were red and swollen, and she knelt down with a thud.

"Sister, I'll stay by your side, I'll be with you, but please calm down."

"Sister!" she cried out.

"..."

There was no sound.

She looked up in confusion, only to find that her sister had already staggered away.

After that, the spirited older sister disappeared.

All that remained was a drunkard.

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"It's not because I'm stupid, it's not because I'm dumb, it's because I love you."

From that day on, my older sister would unconsciously murmur this phrase, acting erratically, and the image of the world's number one weapon refiner was nowhere to be seen.

She was worried about her older sister, but right now, she had to take care of a little one first.

"Waaaaaaahhhhhh!"

"Oh dear, stop crying, my little darling. What can I do to make you stop crying?"

In a small courtyard of the Weapon Forging Academy, the earth-shattering cries of a child could be heard one after another.

Now, she is considered one of the top weapon refiners, and even her living quarters are allocated separately. It is thanks to this that no one has discovered that she is raising a child.

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll give you a toy. Look, what's this?"

She pulled out an iron sword, and the child cried even harder.

"Aaaaaah, how can you stop crying?"

She really doesn't know how to take care of children, because in some ways, she's a child herself.

But she had no choice; she had to take on this responsibility. Her sister was already in this state, and now this child would be left without anyone to care for him.

The weapon-refining academy couldn't give her the answer, so she could only go to the villages of ordinary people to find it.

She needed to find breast milk, learn how to wipe away feces and urine, and learn how to clean a child's body. In this way, she traveled to every corner of the village.

Because she doesn't trust others, she does everything herself, no matter what it is.

In less than a month, she had learned all the ways to care for a baby.

It should be noted that it took her three months to learn the basics of weapon crafting.

Perhaps, she isn't stupid.

They just loved the wrong place.

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My sister left without saying goodbye.

She went to great lengths to find out where her sister had gone. It turned out that she had returned to the small town where they used to live, which was the earliest memory of the two sisters from their childhood.

My older sister occupied the old house, and in order to keep an eye on her, she also bought a house in the town.

"From now on, let's live here."

She put the bamboo basket down, and the baby girl inside, as if sensing her presence, poked her head out and waved with a smile:

"Awoo awoo..."

She smiled and squatted down, looking at the baby girl, something slowly flowing through her heart.

"It's alright, leave it to me."

The baby girl looked at her, reached out, and touched her face.

As if sensing her presence, she picked up the baby girl and said with a smile, "Little Luoyi, I'll take you to find your mother later, okay?"

The baby looked at her, tilting its head: "Mom..."

"Yes, Mom, let me tell you, your mom is amazing, she's the number one weapon refiner in the world..."

And so, the town gained a woman, a master craftsman, and a plaque.

The Second Best Weapon Refiner in the World

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Not all days are joyful.

Sadness had been lurking within it all along.

That night, she finally couldn't hold back and cried sadly.

It all started with a single sentence from the girl:

"I want to have dinner with my father and mother."

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she locked herself in her room, burying her face in her hands.

"I'm sorry, Luoyi, your aunt is too stupid. I can't help you fulfill this wish. I don't know how to help your mother."

She really is too stupid.

She believed the man's promise, but in the end, he left, and she didn't know what to do.

She promised her father she would take good care of her older sister, but after her father passed away, she didn't know what to do either.

That was all she could do, foolishly and stubbornly, give her love to the girl.

However, she discovered that the girl's love was ultimately incomplete.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..."

She apologized repeatedly, tears streaming down her face, even though it wasn't her fault.

Her only mistake was being too stupid.

She loved so foolishly.

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It was on that day that Yang Luoyi entered her weapon-refining room for the first time.

"Auntie, is it true that my mother is the greatest weapon refiner in the world?"

She looked down and saw the light of hope shining in the little girl's eyes, just like she had when she was a child.

"Of course. Your mother is the most skilled weapon refiner in the world."

"If I become a weapon refiner, will my mother teach me?"

"Of course. Your aunt was taught by your mother."

"If I become a weapon refiner, will she give me a reward?"

"Of course! Xiao Luoyi, you're so obedient. If you really become a weapon refiner, your mother will definitely reward you!"

Yang Luoyi was very happy that day.

So she thought, what if her sister could rekindle her dreams, what if Yang Luoyi could get more attention from her sister?

Perhaps then, both of them could find happiness?

Once such a thought arises, it's impossible to shake it off.

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From then on, she had a new goal.