From the start, she beats the scumbags to a pulp, then the System tells her to flirt with the Movie Emperor.
Everyone knows the Movie Emperor keeps his distance from women.
Touch his hand? No way!
Throw yourself into his arms? No way!
Smashing headfirst into the Movie Emperor’s belt buckle? Now that’s exciting!
Exciting my foot!
Can’t you see how dark his expression is and how icy his gaze is?
She’d rather catch ghosts, fight, and act. That’s way more fun.
Hey! She doesn’t want any disciples!
Mystical masters, miracle doctors, and reclusive sects, stop coming to ask her to take you on as apprentices!
She looks up, and the Movie Emperor’s presence washes over her.
Pinned against the wall, her breathing turns ragged
“You little rascal, still trying to run?”
