Chapter 8: Write Me a Letter of Self-Reflection
“Young Master, are you hurt?” “Gu Young Master, is everything alright?” Watching the group arrive late—just like in those crime dramas where everyone shows up after everything is over—Gu Wuchen…
“Young Master, are you hurt?” “Gu Young Master, is everything alright?” Watching the group arrive late—just like in those crime dramas where everyone shows up after everything is over—Gu Wuchen…
Rustle, rustle… “Who?!” Mu Chanyi’s expression turned cold, the delicate nose beneath her Sorrowful White Mask twitching slightly. She sensed a dangerous scent. At the same moment, her right hand,…
Even under the combined assault of over a dozen Fourth Realm guards, that Heiyu Figure still did not fall behind. Her movements were like a tiger or a leopard, black…
Looking at his Destiny Value, now reduced to just 1 point, Gu Wangchen could no longer suppress the smile tugging fiercely at his lips. How many years had it been?…
“A chance to speak on behalf of the people?” Hearing these words, Si Kongyue’s heart skipped a beat, a sudden sense of foreboding welling up inside her. It wasn’t that…
“Xiao Li, take a guess. How many moves do you think that fellow can last against A Liu?” Gu Wangchen sat up straight from his rocking chair, the corners of…
The clouds drifted, the wind was clear, and at noon, Sheng’an City stood tall and majestic. Si Kongyue put down her hand, withdrawing her gaze from the distant, towering city,…
“Young Master, here, ah~~~” A glistening, emerald-green grape was brought to his lips. Gu Wangchen’s pupils focused, staring blankly at the jade-like fingers painted with a delicate pink. He instinctively…
Gu Wangchen transmigrates into an immortal-cultivation game as a fake villainous young master. He only wants one thing: to survive peacefully until the ending. To do that, he carefully plays…