MTL - Death Sutra - Chapter 799 gift

Brutality is my style of conduct! If you can't accept that, I'm ready to fight—that's who I am!Don't mess with me, otherwise, I won't mind teaching you the meaning of “The Return of the King”!!!

(Historical Romance + Family Affection + Wealth Accumulation + Feel-Good/Light Novel)The money-loving Film Queen Xia Ningxing time-traveled into an eight-year-old cute kid in a historical setting.Not only did she have five brothers who doted on her as if she were their life, but she also had a mother who treasured her like a precious gem, and most importantly, the future tycoon male lead lived next door.However, in the story, the male lead died young, leaving behind a huge inheritance. To be able to inherit this wealth, Film Queen Xia Ningxing began her pursuit plan in reverse.Later, the male lead pushed Ningxing against the corner of the wall, “I heard that you're marrying me just to wait for my early demise so you can inherit my wealth?”“......” Oops! Caught red-handed!“Too bad, this time I won't neglect my health for the sake of my career. My last health check was normal in all aspects, I should live at least to a hundred years old.”“!!!!!”She never expected that the tycoon doomed to die young was actually reborn!(New book “Eighties” Family Darling At Five And A Half is out~)

Meet Jon Dare, your everyday's 25 years old whose life changes (ends) when he played the latest installment of Skyrim, "TESV Skyrim FDVR". He overloaded his game with all the mods he could fit together to the point of his brain getting fried. When he opened his eyes, he was in "Honorhall Orphanage" in the city of Riften. He was reincarnated in his favorite game 19 years before the start of the game’s events. Armed with future lore knowledge; full potential in Magic, Combat and Voice; Overpowered Parents and a Cat; the Nord kid will set out from Riften to find himself becoming a Hero way before the start of the game events.

[Longevity + Discipleship + No Female Lead + Lighthearted Humor with No Tragic Moments]When his master picks food, he spins the table there;When his master chants spells, he chats without a care;When his master takes rest, he sings a lively song;When his master lies late, he bangs the pot along;His master lives on long, but his life is rather short;His master lays him down on the hillside, as a sort;His master lifts a cup, but he won’t take a drink;His master shares a tale, but he won’t stop to think;His master holds a feast, but he leaves the table wide;His master calls his soul, but he’s nowhere to abide.Spring returns to the hills, with blooms so bright and fair,Yet master and disciple are parted, one in heaven, one elsewhere.