Xiao Ran was determined to become a winner in life, with both fame and fortune. So for over a decade, she made a modest name for herself using every trick in the book: scams, lies, and turning black into white. People called her the Half-Immortal. What Xiao Ran never expected was that she'd be double-crossed while helping someone with their feng shui. The ill-gotten gains she was about to pocket vanished into thin air, and she nearly got dragged down with them. Xiao Ran was furious. She could see through the boundary between yin and yang and commune with the dead. If she didn't show off some real skill, people would keep thinking she was just some half-baked immortal.
--A little scene--
Xiao Ran sucked on a lollipop, lounging carelessly in the doorway. She glared at that bastard Luo, who wore a perfectly calm expression as if he were plotting some devilish scheme. Gritting her teeth, she was absolutely livid.
Xiao Ran: What's the deal? Are you robbing me?
Luo Kun: Do you think I care about a little money?
Xiao Ran: If you're not robbing me, what do you want?
Getting no answer, Zhao Lan raised an eyebrow and grinned like a gangster. "You're not trying to rob me of my virtue, are you? With your half-crippled body, do you even have what it takes?"
Luo Kun slowly rose from his wheelchair and walked up to her. Bending close, he whispered, "If that's what you want, I could consider it."
Xiao Ran's mouth formed an O. "Ah--"
