Yan Xiaomo

Before Wufu was reborn, she had no idea there was such a thing as rebirth. Only after her rebirth did she realize Heaven must have thought her previous life was too smooth, so it sent her to suffer in this ancient land where morality, decency, and the Female Precepts were held in high esteem, pitiful indeed! From being a master jade carver to having her soul transmigrate into a farm girl with a wretched background, she was bullied and humiliated. Even the bun-selling mother advised her that forbearance is gold? Bullshit! She could endure, but her other identity absolutely could not—robbers, swept away; insults to her mother, you're crippled... Wufu has a saying, for every insult and humiliation, I will repay a hundredfold. But what's with this one? He doesn't bully her; he only wants to sleep with her? And he even dares... to mount her? Well, a lord can endure, but Wufu cannot. Mount him back, life or death, a hundred years, neither owes the other anything!

Doted By The Regent King

Peering from behind the large rock, Wufu noticed that rather than saying the "big insect" and the python were entwined in combat, it appeared more like they were each toying with the other.


The python thought it could play the King of Beasts to death, while the big cat considered the python no more than a minor centipede, easily crushable with one swat of its paw. Its current playfulness was simply out of boredom.


Thus, both sides were teasing the other.


The python coiled tighter around the tiger's neck, squeezing ever more firmly. The tiger sensed the danger, ready to stop playing.


Three consecutive roars startled the animals in the forest to flee in all directions, with birds flapping their wings frantically as they scattered with chirps and squawks.


Wufu's gaze swept across to a trembling little rabbit hiding in a dense thicket of thorns.


Chapter 299 Wufu Fisherman