Rebirth of the Nephilim - Chapter 392: A Private Conversation

What the hell? That menace who bullied me since I was six years old, actually became a pretty girl after three years of living apart? And she even ran to our agreed duel location to confess to me, hoping that I can become her boyfriend?!

As we all know, there is a force that must not be messed with in the Southern Region, thatched cottage.

Among them, the eldest disciple is the Qingyun Sword Master of the Southern Region, with a mastery of swordsmanship.

The second disciple, the Eternal Empress, leads an era.

The third disciple is a great Confucianist in the world, and the star of Wenqu came down to earth.

The fourth disciple, the reincarnation of the demon god, suppressed Jiuyou.

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Lu Changsheng: Me? I am nothing special, just their master.

Top Special Agent, Wu Mei, was murdered in a conspiracy. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself transmigrated into the body of the gorgeous, abandoned wife of a handsome, wealthy man and… She was sleeping with him!

The handsome man placed the divorce papers in front of her and said, “Let’s get a divorce. I’ll give you one hundred million.”

Father: “If you don’t get the money from President Li, your mother will pay with her life!”

Stepmother: “Quickly get a divorce and let your younger sister take your place!”

A sly smile crept up Wu Mei’s face. She agreed, “Sure. But... you’ll have to raise the stakes.”

After her divorce, Wu Mei became stronger and stronger. She dealt with her stepmother and punished scumbags. She was awesome!

Gradually, her true identity was revealed – A medical genius, hacker, businesswoman… Her existence shook the world!

All the big shots knelt before her. “Whoever messes with her, messes with us!”

Then, at a cocktail party, someone saw…

The almighty Mr. Li clinging onto Wu Mei’s waist, his eyes red as he begged, “Let’s get married again. I’ll even give you my life.”

Just like before, Wu Mei smiled slyly and said, “You’ll have to raise the stakes.”

William was but an ordinary man—until fate saw fit to thrust him fifteen years into the past. Yet, this was no mere journey through time; he awoke not in his own flesh, but in that of the third son of Duke Herne, the most formidable noble in the realm.Now, amidst the glittering halls of power, where smiles conceal daggers and honour is but a well-spoken lie, William must navigate a world where commoners are naught but dust beneath the boots of the aristocracy. In this treacherous game of deception and ambition, he must learn quickly—for in the world of the nobility, ignorance is a death sentence----------------------------Hear ye, my loyal readers… From this day onward, updates shall be limited to three chapters per day—no more!Alas, my quill grows weary, and my stockpile of chapters runs thin. The weight of silence presses upon this tale, and my passion falters…I ask but a simple boon—Golden Tickets and a flood of reviews! Shall this humble plea go unanswered?.