[Cool and aloof on the surface, a sarcastic complainer underneath · Coughs up blood at the drop of a hat · Frail beauty bottom × Overwhelmingly possessive · Younger, corrupted top · Wolf cub top + transmigrate into a book / younger man / nurturing / redemption / exclusive couple / happy ending]
Mu Rong Yuan transmigrated into a book. Instead of becoming a top-tier master, he became the short-lived, sickly villain he had written himself: a reckless menace who would eventually be ground to dust by the protagonist.
At this point, the future Demon Lord was nothing more than a battered wolf cub with a vicious gaze, huddled in his own woodshed and waiting to die.
To stay alive under the System’s merciless missions, Mu Rong Yuan had no choice but to cough up blood while gritting his teeth and taking this “young Demon Lord in the making,” who could turn dark at any moment, under his wing.
He had planned to raise the child “scientifically,” win him over with love, redeem himself, and get the plot back on track.
But he never imagined that, as he raised the wolf cub, the boy’s gaze would grow stranger and stranger...
“You’re always thinking about the whole world, my lord. What about me?”
The young Demon Lord clamped a hand around his pale wrist, his eyes filled with a sick, obsessive fixation.
“You raised this monster with your own hands. You’re responsible for me to the very end.”
