Ruan Qinghe, a top-tier star among true gods of the Three Realms,
was still basking in her glory one moment,
only to be betrayed the next by her white-lotus junior sister and hypocritical master working together.
They kicked her off the Immortal Execution Platform, and she hit the ground so hard she even forgot who she was.
When she opened her eyes again, she was a pitiful nobody in the mortal realm,
taken in as a disciple by a disheveled old man who drank heavily every day.
She planned to quietly stay among mortals, freeloading until the end of her days.
But while out washing vegetables,
she crashed straight into the arms of an absurdly handsome man shrouded in black mist.
The man seized her, his eyes reddening.
“Qinghe, I’ve been looking for you for three hundred years.”
Ruan Qinghe eyed him warily.
“Who are you? Stay away from me. You stink.”
