I Became the Male Lead's Adopted Daughter - Chapter 115

Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance.

It was a weird club that sold strange items and with a servant girl that had 300 years of working experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club to exchange anything precious they own for what they want. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Every successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little.

“Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.”

As thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.

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Wei Yuewu is the unloved daughter of the powerful Marquis Hua Yang. On her way back to the capital city to marry her fiancé, she becomes the target of a ruthless assassination led by her fiancé, Marquis Jing Yuan. With the help of the Prince of Yan State, she narrowly escapes from one disaster after another and returns to the capital. Determined to avenge her enemies and unravel the mystery surrounding her engagement with Marquis Jing Yuan as well as the death of her mother, Wei Yuewu makes a deal with the Prince of Yan State. However, just as she has triumphed over all her enemies and is about to reach the acme of her life, she deliberately destroys her own future and becomes an exile of her own…

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Forget about moving to the other side of the world and starting over.The Apocalypse is here!As the only survivor of the Tutorial Quest in his area, Elijah awakens the Class of “Depraved Hero”, an ominous-sounding Class with a Legendary Rank!Additionally, because of the insane difficulty as well as his Clear Rank, he gains the Skills that, according to the mysterious figure that is the Administrator, he needs most.[You have Developed the Skill “Absolute Authority[A]”.][You have Developed the Skill “Slave Mark[C]”.]

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