Rookie Talent Agent Knows It All - Chapter 448: Hwangryong Film Association (2)

Li Yuan was struggling at the bottom of society, however out of the blue a peach pit appeared. He did not know that at that moment, the peach pit will completely transform his life.

With this peach pit, Li Yuan not only strengthened his body, but also changed normal crops to rare highest quality items.

Henceforth Li Yuan started to manage a farm, established a ranch and bought a fishing ground. Not only did he become the number one crop supplier, but also possessed a land to govern, making him a genuine landlord.

He had leisure time to enjoy beautiful landscapes, pleasantly touring the mysterious world, tasting top-notch culinary cuisine, effortlessly chatting with females, this beautiful life is no longer a dream!

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Jiang Che traversed into a merged novel world, becoming the major villain in the novel. His story begins with the descent of a divine healer.

However, this healer is not ordinary; he actually has seven exceptionally beautiful senior sisters. Moreover, the eldest senior sister, whom the protagonist has long admired, turns out to be his childhood sweetheart and fiancée?

According to the plot, he is supposed to end up with his family destroyed and himself in ruins due to the protagonist’s actions. Therefore, Jiang Che can only lay out his plans in advance, changing the plot time and again.

Soon, an outrageous scene unfolds. The beautiful senior sister, who initially had tender feelings for Ye Chen, is now insisting on marrying no one but Jiang Che.

The ‘lolita’ senior sister even drags Jiang Che to her home daily to show him her newly bought white silk stockings…

After Ye Chen comes down the mountain, he is completely enraged seeing his senior sisters one by one turn away from him. Jiang Che then innocently expresses: “Chenzi… it’s not my fault, your senior sisters are just too enthusiastic…”

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…