Ever since he got the villain's script, Lu Li has been carefully following the plot assigned to him.
But as time went on, the plot finally started to go off the rails.
The cuckolded fiancee: "Master, this is the mark you left on Lulù."
The tsundere, scheming, airheaded little apprentice: "Hmph! It's not like I like a clueless master like you!"
His childhood friend, whose lover was stolen: "Li, don't forget our promise."
Lu Li sticks to his principle that as long as the plot keeps moving, that's a win, and keeps charging into the fray.
But when that woman came to his place for a traditional Chinese massage, and he felt a chill run down his spine, Lu Li couldn't help but complain: Weren't you supposed to ship discreetly!?
