She, the most favored sixth lady of the Situ Mansion in the Locke Empire, died in an accident. When she opened her eyes again, she was no longer her, but a mercenary in the 21st century who took life and death and was the only one who respected herself - Situ Nalan. "You, smile for me." He looked at her domineering command. "The person who can make me laugh for him is dead. Do you want to die?" She looked at him provocatively without any warmth in her cold eyes and said as calmly as a breeze. When the strong meets the strong, the iceberg meets the iceberg, hard against hard, ruthless against ruthless, evil against evil, who is the conqueror and the conquered?
