The Wolf of Los Angeles - Chapter 380: Internal Evolution

Who was Quan Jingwu?He was the prominent figure at the heart of the city, nicknamed “Master Jing,” and he was also the pinnacle “Big Diamond” of the city's social pyramid.However, one day, the highly esteemed “Big Diamond” got labeled “exclusive” by a woman, someone they regarded as the lowest of the low.Everyone in the city was left dumbfounded.And who was Jian Qing?She was the family's black sheep, rejected as an illegitimate child, and the laughingstock of the aristocratic families.When she returned, she shone brilliantly; it was time for those who owed her to pay back.As her multiple identities were unveiled, those who once looked down on her felt like they had been slapped in their faces.The first time they met, she was as serene as a lotus. She had a composed demeanor, and she made a grand entrance.The second time they met, she was as fierce as a wild beast. There was a faint smile on her face, but her actions were ruthless and swift.The third time they met, she was as cunning as a fox. With a simple call of “Little Jing,” she completely captured his heart, leading him onto the path of a doting husband and never looking back.Scene of Lovey-Dovey Moments:Subordinate: “Boss, there's a rumor outside that Madam was born to restrain you, and your fortunes don't align.”Master Jing: “Nonsense.”“...”. The subordinates lowered their heads and shifted back slightly, afraid of their boss's wrath.Then, a deep voice with a hint of indulgent laughter rang out, “Clearly, she was born to pamper and love me.”Caught off guard by a sudden burst of affection, everyone instantly felt overwhelmed with love and let out a heartfelt cheer.'Madam, come quickly and take away the boss—boss is about to show off his affections again!'

I am the sword.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one dares take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, no one can take ten steps.
Killing a man amidst a thousand miles, ten steps? Not possible!
I am the sword, the sword is me,
On the path towards heaven, each shall wield their own.

(This is a dungeon core story!)Sylvan is a nymph. A nymph who had lived his entire life protected by a barrier. Hiding the fact that his tree was a dungeon.But now, someone took off the barrier! Tourists are besieging his tree, cutting off branches to use as presents!He has only one option left before him: he must use the mind-altering mushrooms which he grows near his dungeon tree to stop people from chopping his tree down!And it just so happens that he knows how to cook with a flare!Follow him as he feeds those who want to cut off his tree, brainwashes them, and finally levels up his dungeon.This was not a romance story... but then the kind vampire appeared, and the MC lost his heart.

Standing before you are:

Guardian and patron of darkness,

Disruptors and Reshapers of Order,

creator and persecutor of licking dogs,

The tea master, the goddess of the dark night, the nightmares and gravediggers of the gods,

The true ancestor of blood – Charlotte de Castel.

With madness, with blood, with curse, with destruction.

This is a legend belonging to the blood family…

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