Chapter 6: She Is Not Fit To Be The Seventh Prince’s Consort

“The Seventh Prince is here? To break off the engagement?” Xu Yuman’s pale face turned even whiter, with no trace of blood to be found. Xiao Baihao gritted his teeth in anger, the veins on his face turned his entire head iron-blue. He clenched his fists tightly and the violent blue tendons were clearly visible on the back of his …

Chapter 5: Breaking off the Engagement

Xiao Qianhan looked at Xiao Baihao perplexedly. He was her father, a father who had suffered great humiliation and pain, but all he could think about was his daughter.  Somewhere deep inside her heart, flows a sense of warmth, a warmth that filled up her entire heart. But at the same time, she felt angry. How could a genius who …

Chapter 4: The Embarrassing Useless Trash

From the bronze mirror, one could clearly see the bloody flesh which had been split open numerous times. Blood was spewing from every wound. From forehead to chin, not an inch of skin was spared from the torture. Even some parts of the lips had been mercilessly cut off. Her whole face looked like a ghost from hell, it was …

Chapter 3: The Third Young Lady of Xiao Clan

In this pitched black environment where she couldn’t even see her own fingers, Xiao Qianhan’s expression turned heavy. How should I escape from here? The body had just woken up after being injured to its limits, it had been completely depleted of its energy.   Xiao Qianhan hadn’t got much time to think much and she had yet to explore the …

Chapter 2: Xiao Clan’s Wastrel

Green Feather Continent.  Purple Moon Kingdom. The eerie chamber was so dimly-lit that one could not see her own fingers.  Pain, was an understatement as to how she was feeling. Not an inch of skin on her body was spared from the torture. The bloody wounds were sprinkled with salt, it felt as though her body was being dismembered as …

Chapter 1: SI-7

Year 2016, 1st of July, Nighttime. Z Nation’s Ir Airport. There were two men wearing black suits and sunglasses that held an eastern woman in custody as they walked towards a helicopter. The woman had exquisite looks and a cold expression. Her simple and refined face didn’t have a trace of emotion or fear.  Her lips were dull in color …