What? I Actually Reincarnated As Stepping Stone In Another World? - Chapter 17 Avoidable Anger, Hidden Strength

I, Lu Li. had an agreement with the system; once the plot was completed, I could go home, but the system played me dirty.

Demanding another round, claiming the plot had gone awry.

Let’s perish together, scumbag system.

You’ll never see me endure such humiliation again.

Sadly, I didn’t die.

Filled with rage, since you won’t let me die, then I’ll make those who once shamed me, hurt me, and betrayed me in haste, pay the price.

The protagonist is not humble, not clinging…

Riding a flying sword, drinking wine while holding beauties, fighting against a generation of geniuses for opportunities, Who doesn't like such an Immortal World?But not if you are a mortal who got thrown amidst high level cultivators. And Long Ming felt precisely that.

In the novel, there are always characters who are strong, powerful, and on top of that have stunning appearances, but because of the plot arrangement and influence of the protagonist's halo, their endings are embarrassing and miserable.Jiang Jiamian’s mission is to save them.Jiang Jiamian: “It's actually very simple, just seduce and hook them up so that they no longer have time to follow the plot.”If the mission targets don't follow the plot, they can break free from the storyline and even avoid contact with the protagonist.But why do all those miserable bigshots seem to have gone crazy and turned dark all of a sudden?

After being framed by her boyfriend and best friend, Nicole ended up spending the night with a mysterious stranger. She thoroughly enjoyed the unexpected rendezvous, but when she woke up the next morning, she couldn’t help but feel bad about what she did. All of her guilt, however, was washed away when she saw the face of the man lying next to her.

“He’s... beautiful,” she whispered, awed by what she was seeing. Her guilt quickly turned into shame, and it drove her to leave the man a bit of money before she left.

Kerr was astounded. ‘Did that woman try to pay me? Like a prostitute?’ he thought, offended. “Ask the hotel manager for the surveillance video,” he commanded his assistant authoritatively, his eyebrows furrowed. He had a determined expression on his face. “I want to find out who was in my room last night.”

‘And when I find that woman, I’m going to teach her a lesson!’

Where will their story go?