There was no mistake that somebody was out for my life.
As I strolled along the streets, I read the latest edition of Black and White Reflection whilst trying to predict what would happen next. … Read more
If it was possible, Song Ou would’ve liked to have vomited his headache out along with the sick feeling in his stomach. He spent a while chucking up before he gradually made out his surroundings, determining … Read more
Song Ou only wanted to see how the bounty hunters would end Ming Feizhen, not to become the centre of attraction.
“Wh-what do we do?” stuttered Song Ou.
Calmly and quietly, Zha Pi answered, “Act and conceal our … Read more
Song Ou lowered his head as fast as a mouse fleeing from a cat. Yes, they were both government officials, but Liu Shan Men and the Three Chief Military Commissions were different establishments. As Zhao Tiankui … Read more
Ming Feizhen’s predictions and concerns weren’t just warranted and accurate, but they were still imperfect. Although he had plenty of enemies and had a penchant for offending more people from every corner of the land, not … Read more
“How far has the news spread on the black market?”
“Mm… It’s rather weird. It seems somebody is deliberately restricting its spread. There aren’t a lot of people in the capital who know about it.”
The weirdest part about … Read more
The leader of the four maids was incredibly tall for a seventeen-year-old girl. She always glared at people strangers, but I wasn’t sure if that was just because she was the serious type or just not good … Read more
Ming Feizhen returned the sword to its sheath without looking, then took a seat beside Li Jingan. She, like him, fed him a crispy fritter as though nothing happened, and he accepted it likewise.
After Ming Feizhen licked … Read more
Her wrists were visible while she gently kneaded Ming Feizhen’s shoulders. The heat permeated the room with her scent. Yet, Ming Feizhen only cared for the crispy fritters that Jin Zhaoying had her maids line up for … Read more
“Fuma.” Although her exterior packaging had changed, her innate classy aura was undeniable.
Ming Feizhen couldn’t explain why, but he hated the charm.
“H-how did you get in?!” A maid in the rear finally noticed … Read more