Lin Niannian woke up one morning to find herself inside a beastman novel she had once followed.
And not just anywhere: she had become the vicious female villain whom three thousand commenters had said deserved to die.
A bloodstained whip was clenched in her hand. Before her knelt the male lead, covered in whip marks.
Six top-tier males bound to her by soul contracts all hated her to the bone, and every one of them wanted her dead.
The snow leopard war god wanted to snap her neck. The silver fox attendant smiled as he slipped poison into her tea.
The black wolf youth wanted to tear her apart, while the white deer gentleman wished her dead.
The golden eagle elder was covered in desolation corrosion and would become the final villain. The mad black serpent had bitten through his shackles and escaped from prison.
She pretended to be a vicious villain to stay alive, while using her golden finger to cleanse the desolation corrosion and prolong her life.
And the worst part was that everyone could hear her inner thoughts.
She sneered aloud, "Whose dog got loose?"
Inside, she screamed, "Bloodthirsty wolf, stay back! Your corrosion level is about to explode!"
"I really want to touch the silver fox's nine tails! And those pecs feel so good!"
"Su Wanrou, you hypocritical white lotus, I know all about how you hurt people and frame them!"
The six peerlessly handsome men listened to her inner thoughts, each growing more silent than the last.
And each losing control more than the last.
