The banquet had ended. Night breezes drifted softly, stars blanketed the sky, and moonlight spilled quietly over the landscape. In […]
The next morning, sunlight poured into the kitchen like scattered gold. Ace sat at the dining table, watching Gu Qing
After stumbling through the night, Caesar ran blindly, his vision blurred by tears. The wind tore past his ears, yet
After arriving at the Immortal Palace, the Immortal Lord prepared a new room for him. This room lay deep within
At the same time, inside the Black Market Palace— Li You’s mechanical voice echoed faintly: “Young Master, according to intelligence
After the banquet ended, the night grew quiet. Moonlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the bedroom, laying a silvery
The long bridge’s end loomed ahead, and the massive palace gates slowly slid open, spilling a cascade of golden light.
The next day, news of Gu Qing’s awakening as an S-ranked male and his coronation as the “Duke of Mo
Deep within the heart of the black market’s palace, gilded walls glimmered under the dim yellow light. Caesar half-reclined on
All the nobles’ gazes fell squarely on Gu Qing, their faces twisting with shock, confusion, and disbelief. That was—an S-rank!
The Insect Emperor Sorrendal sat upright upon the throne, his presence heavy and suffocating, radiating a sovereign authority that filled
The sky was clear, a boundless expanse of blue stretching overhead. Today marked the grand celebration for the victory in
The moment the bedroom door clicked shut, Gu Qing pounced like a cat sensing the scent of prey. One arm
After dinner, Milton elegantly wiped his mouth, his tone icy and detached: “I’m going to the study to handle some
It was past dinner time, and in the military headquarters building, only a few windows still glowed with light. Milton
After more than a decade, Gu Qing, Milton, and Ace finally returned to the small villa in the outskirts. Pushing
The starlit galaxy was quiet. On one floor of the Qingyuan Star River Hotel, a room belonging exclusively to Loes
The Marshal looked at Milton’s face, flushed red and nearly smoking, and a flicker of helplessness passed through his eyes.
Gu Qing looked at Milton’s neatly tied silver hair, his gaze lowering slightly, then suddenly spoke, “You said the Marshal
In the dimly lit Black Market Palace, the red-haired man lounged lazily on the low divan, fingertips tapping lightly against
