[Strong heroine] [Rivals-to-lovers who genuinely hate each other] [Ensemble cast in a cultivation world] [System]
From the start, I got eighteen consecutive draws, and every hit was lethal. They beat me so badly I could barely take care of myself.
Then you tell me I'm the person you were looking for, Zhu Qing'an, and that you only mistook me for someone else at first. Do you honestly think I'll believe that?
Fine! When you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head. I absolutely will not admit that you beat me into submission.
"You're always haunting me. Don't tell me you like me!"
"How could I? I hate you!" Xie Lan'in would never admit that the instant he saw her again, he knew she was the person he'd been looking for. But he maliciously kept it to himself, leaving Zhu Qing'an to take that beating for nothing.
"Does anyone in this world even care about me?" Zhu Qing'an wailed, covering her face while sneaking glances through her fingers.
"Nope. We all hate you," Zhu Rong said with a sinister grin, opening his clothes to reveal the crisscrossing scars on his body.
"Scars are a man's medals. Stop whining like a little boy all the time."
Willing to become spring mud, the anemone will bloom forever in the wasteland, never to fade.
I feel like this is the pinnacle of my IQ, but as a result, it doesn't seem to be in line with everyone's tastes, hey! However, it will be finished.
It feels really good-looking, very novel.