Lord of Winter: Beginning with Daily Intelligence - Chapter 621 - 365: Frost Halberd City Under Reconstruction (Part 2)

“I can’t believe my eyes. The ice lord actually kissed a man. God, help me!”

As a young lord from a noble family, Ethan was destined for a life of luxury and glory, but unfortunately, fate was cruel and his awakening ritual turned him into a cripple, condemning him to a life of pain and suffering that would only end with his death.As he burned to death, everything seemed to be finally over for Ethan; however, from the depths of an endless abyss, an primordial being opened his eyes and perhaps out of pity or curiosity, gave Ethan a gift: the system of corruption.Now, with this new power, Ethan will fight to reclaim what is rightfully his.What do you need to know before reading this novel?1: No Netorare. But there will be netori (the protagonist stealing wives).3: Powerful protagonist, heir to ancestral power.4: Domination by sex, enemies becoming lovers, kingdom building, and massive military confrontations.5: Explicit violence and explicit sexual content.[Content warning: This is a smut novel, expect explicit sexual content and huge melons.]

Mum ran away, dad’s crippled, and I’m about to be sold to a brothel.

Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you’ve taken from me, regurgitate it.

If you’ve seized what’s mine, return it.

All scumbags, clear off.

A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: “My lady, if you’re this fiery and domineering at night, your husband…”

Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: “My dear, come warm the bed~”

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