Tomb Raiding: A Ning Holds a Knife to My Throat and Forces Me to Marry Her

Outside the Hangcheng Civil Affairs Bureau, the air was so tense it was hard to breathe. A Ning's voice was clear and cold, carrying an unquestionable edge of menace. Her tight leather jacket outlined a breathtaking figure, and a gleaming dagger was pressed firmly against the young man's carotid artery. After the reckless night they'd spent together, he'd taken her innocence, and now the bastard actually wanted to run. The blade slid slowly down his collarbone, and onlookers sucked in their breath. Three days ago, Shen Cheng had arrived in this world and become bound to the Dreamweaver System. When someone knocked on the door of his shabby studio, his heart sank: this was the world of The Grave Robbers' Chronicles. The cost of this job started piling up the moment he took that knife.