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The Villains’ Pampering Is Too Great!

# handsome # shortcomingdefense # strong After dying on a battlefield, she was reborn as orphan Lu Xiaocha. She was in a peaceful world with delicious food she had never seen before. There were no endless missions or killings, and everything was lovely in her eyes. When a luxury car rolled up to the orphanage, she realized that the original owner of this body was not an orphan, but a daughter from a wealthy family. Also, she had a superb father, a mother who was a peerless beauty, five older brothers, and an uncle. But… Why did their family name sound so familiar? Then, she recalled reading a novel before she died. It seems that her family… were all villains! Great! She had fallen into a villains’ nest! But… this nest was so nice. Lu Xiaocha would defend them even if they were bad! Heh! Someone wanted everything the Lu family had? They’d have to ask her fist first! A random man came over and said, “Chacha, come with me.” “Do you think I need to?” Lu Xiaocha shot back. The random man shamelessly replied, “Why not? Is it not worth a shot?”

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A Bunch of Freaks

Editor: Atlas Studios

Just by looking at his actions, there was no hesitation. Coupled with his slender and handsome appearance, many people cheered.

This did not look like it was his first time riding a horse. Whether it was the posture of getting on the horse or riding the horse, he gave off a confident and proud aura.

Nangong Yunxuan's guards also got on their horses. The two sides looked at each other. The guards were eyeing them covetously, but Fu Ye calmly played with the bow in his hand.

Many people were worried if he could pull the bow.

"Who's going first?"

Fu Ye raised his chin. "You go first."

The guard smiled provocatively. "Alright, I'll give you a demonstration first!"

"Hyah!"

The guard spurred his horse away, nocked an arrow, and hit the bullseye with a swish.

Although they despised Nangong Yunxuan's methods, such results received cheers from the audience.

Each of the ten arrows hit the bullseye.