Antagonist Protection Service - Chapter 178 - The Augury Tower (5)

Bai Muchen had it all — not only was he the most renowned martial artist of the Nine Heaven continent, he even had the Five Meridians of Tianling and was engaged to Xuan Qingzhu, the beautiful daughter of his mentor. But everything falls apart when he’s set up by his fiancé and mentor during a cultivation session, and he is killed.

Reborn as a young man named Xiang Nan, the heir of a declining family, can Bai Muchen get his revenge?

Dressed as the daughter of a petty official, Ye Ping is very satisfied with her identity. It’s a pity that she soon discovered that she was not just traveling through time, but through a book, and her role in the book was the little follower of the vicious female partner.
As the little follower of the vicious female lead, the original owner’s daily routine is to humiliate the female lead and frame the female lead. In the end, he became the cannon fodder for the heroine and the heroine’s fighting skills, and after death, someone poked at the bones and scolded him that he deserved it.
In order to survive, she didn’t want to go through the plot. So when the heroine pointed out that she loves the hero in public, she hugged the heroine’s brother’s thigh in desperation.
“A good bird chooses a tree to live in. I… I am happy with the king of the county!”
In order to get rid of the plot, she had to pretend to be affectionate and send love letters and gifts to the heroine’s brother. Everyone laughed at her wishful thinking to embarrass herself, waiting for her to be slapped in the face.
Waited and waited, but the news came that King Wen married her.
Everyone: How is this possible?
Wen Yu is a man of unique style, cold-hearted and reticent, with ruthless means, and has the name of the first criminal department in the prosperous dynasty. Everyone in the world knows that he has won the emperor’s heart, and he is the most trusted person around the emperor. In his previous life, he devoted himself to repaying the dragon’s kindness and cutting off love all his life.
After being reborn, he just felt dull.
Unexpectedly, during a certain mission, a little girl rushed over and hugged his thigh, and kept saying that she liked him.
Wen Yu: “…”

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Nine Realms Sword Emperor, a legend returns, leveling everything.Genius monsters, trampled underfoot, powerful beings, wiped out with a wave of a hand.If people do not offend me, I will not offend them; if people do offend me, annihilate their entire family.

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late.I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan—“Mommy?”I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.”“Mommy!”I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?”He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world.My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?”I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside.I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game.Well, we may just survive this mess after all.Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes.I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival.For Leo and me.Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.