Betrayed by My Best Friend, I Revealed My Secret Identity and Took on Everyone

She died in an explosion that had been deliberately set off against her, then unexpectedly found her soul in the body of a young woman. Determined not to squander the chance Heaven had given her to live again, she decided to enjoy the life she had never had. From then on, she kept her talents hidden and did her best to adapt to her fragile, sickly persona. Using her delicate, sweet appearance as cover, she secretly investigated the cause of her death and the truths no one wanted revealed.

But there were too many flies buzzing around her, refusing to let her enjoy life in peace. So she had no choice but to return to her old line of work: taking down fake sweethearts and scheming green teas, using the resources at her disposal to practice the supernatural arts, make money, and punish scumbags.

No saintly do-gooder here! No saintly do-gooder here! No saintly do-gooder here!

The man watched the delighted little woman with a pained look, his brow furrowing slightly. As she was about to head out again, he drew her into his arms and gently pinched her jade-white fingertips, coaxing her softly. “You heartless little thing, have you forgotten you’re supposed to be a sickly girl? Now that you’re better, shouldn’t we have our wedding?”