Steadily becoming a saint, the immortal officials hired me to tend the horses - Chapter 48 - : Yang Wood Primordial Skill, Nine Layers of the Void Crossing Realm

Lawyer Tang Fangjing had finally made it through time-travel, only to discover that he was terminally ill, thank goodness for the systemBut he needed to achieve more than two hundred percent completion in order to ensure his own survivalAnd so, an extremely unorthodox lawyer emergedThinking you can just cut off an employee and provide severance pay?Come on, let's calculate the exorbitant overtime pay, including mobile communication after hours as overtime!Property management that does nothing but collect money, thinking about pulling out just like that?Gradually establish a resident's committee, backtrack twenty years of accounts, secure a huge compensation from property management without saying, and also send the property boss to jailWho's shirking responsibility for the unfinished building?Come at it with both administrative and civil lawsuits, make clear whose responsibility it is, whoever needs to go in must go inBeyond that, there are salary disputes, labour service scams...'When you encounter a problem, sending people to jail will naturally solve the problem' — Tang Fangjing

Talented in Magecraft but useless in physical combat?

MATURE THEMES: Slavery …TW elementsAfter her family is brutally murdered in front of her by the Vampire King, Zyren Blackthorn, for being hunters, Aria is left broken and devastated, desperate for death.Her world is shattered when Zyren, instead of killing her, claims her as his pet, dragging her away from her village into the heart of the central city. As a human slave, she is forced to endure his sadistic desires. Every night, he reminds her of her helplessness, but beneath his cruelty lies an obsession that burns with intensity.Despite her hatred and longing for revenge, Aria’s body betrays her, and she finds herself caught between a dark desire and her desperate need for revenge.Excerpt:Aria’s breath hitched as Zyren’s fingers traced the line of her jaw, his touch colder than ice, yet searing her skin with the promise of more. She should resist, should fight back, but her body betrayed her—shivering, craving the pleasure she knew he could give.“You thought I’d kill you,” Zyren murmured, his voice a dark purr. “But instead, you’ll belong to me. Every part of you will be mine.”Her lips parted to speak, but the words caught in her throat. The memory of her family’s blood staining her hands made her stomach churn as she glared hatefully at him.“Tell me,” he growled, his hands moving lower, pressing against the softness of her skin, “do you still wish to die?”She clenched her fists, tears threatening to spill, but her body trembled under his touch.“I wish for nothing but to be free of you,” she spat, but even as the words left her lips, she felt the hunger in her—a hunger she hated but couldn’t deny as she stared into his red eyes.A need to PRESENT herself to him and have him mount her…body and soul.

Once upon a time, there lived a person consumed by the desire for revenge.After finally achieving his goal of seeking revenge against all of his enemies, he was ultimately sentenced to death. Though he accepted his punishment, he suddenly found himself standing in an unfamiliar and surreal place, as if caught in a hallucination during his final moments. As his consciousness began to fade, a distinct voice accompanied him and whispered—”Welcome to Hell!”