Douluo Dalu: I Became the Goddess's Public Enemy

I transmigrated as Tang San and was forced to play the part of that “pure and noble” gentleman of the Tang Sect.

On the surface, I’m a gentle, refined senior brother, saying all the lines of a devoted lover.

Inside, I’m a despairing wisecracker: [Xiao Wu’s love-brain is beyond saving! Rongrong’s spoiled-princess temper is so hard to handle! Zhu Zhuqing’s figure... what a shame she ended up with Dai Mubai!]

I thought this split-personality life was a lonely performance, until

Xiao Wu stopped innocently taking my arm, Zhu Zhuqing’s gaze grew ever colder, and Ning Rongrong’s smile became full of hidden schemes.

On the field of romantic rivals, when I finally heard the words, “Third Brother, do you have even one more honest thing to say?”

I looked flustered on the outside, but inside I was ecstatic: [Hurry! Give me the Eight-Stage Throw and put me out of my misery!]

But Xiao Wu leaned close to my ear, her breath sweet as orchids, each word sharp as a blade:

“Trying to escape by dying? We won’t let you have your way.”

“We want you alive, so you can watch with your own eyes how we, your ‘transmigrated’ companions, slowly play you to pieces...”