Linda Bennett has always been a girl with strong opinions. Not only is she the class monitor, but also the vice president of the student council at school. She participates in the Taekwondo club, organizes the dance club, and never falls behind in anything. She’s even more impressive than Fan Ye, more legendary than Chun Ge. But when faced with a life-and-death situation, she could no longer stay calm. Besides, even though her style is tomboyish, she doesn’t actually have any balls.

Faced with such a predicament, she finally became just like any ordinary girl—panicked, flustered, and at a complete loss. Even her towel and wooden basin fell to the floor, and she had no time to care that all three of her private parts were exposed.

“Brian Carter, Brian Carter, get up for me, get up… I didn’t mean to, I really didn’t mean to.”

The entire bathroom was dead silent. Aside from a corpse lying on the ground, only Linda Bennett remained, murmuring to the body.

This scene was as terrifying as it could get, as bizarre as it could be!

“Oh my god, I really didn’t mean to! How could you just die like that? So fragile—why did you try to act like a pervert? Boo hoo~~”

In the end, Linda Bennett could no longer control her emotions. She knelt helplessly beside Brian Carter’s corpse and broke down in tears.

However, while she was crying her heart out, she didn’t notice that the person on the ground—who had clearly stopped breathing, whose heart had stopped, whose pulse was gone, and who showed no sign of life—Brian Carter, actually twitched a finger. Then… slowly opened his eyes!

What… what the heck is going on?

Legendary tortoise-breathing technique?

Corpse reanimation?

Or something else entirely?

Whatever the reason, Brian Carter was truly alive again. The first thought that floated into his mind upon waking was: I’m still alive?

Since he had just woken up, his eyes weren’t fully open yet. In a haze, he saw a fair, naked body beside him, and seemed to vaguely make out a pair of full, perky breasts.

When his vision finally cleared, he realized that in front of him was a stunningly beautiful, completely naked woman. His lower body almost sprang up in excitement, but soon, his lust was replaced by a flood of confusion.

Where is this?

Why does everything around me look so strange?

Who is this woman?

And why isn’t she wearing any clothes?

As these thoughts crossed his mind, Brian Carter felt a sharp headache, with fragments of memory floating chaotically in his mind.

“…You insolent dog, how dare you defile my beloved concubine! Guards, seize this blind fool for me!”

“…I’m innocent, Your Majesty! I did not defile Consort Yun—it was she who tried to seduce me and, failing that, falsely accused me!”

“…Still spouting nonsense here? Drag him out to the Meridian Gate and behead him at once! Let’s see who else dares touch my women and cuckold me!”

“…I’m innocent…”

Brian Carter remembered now. He was born into a wealthy family, with hundreds of acres of good land and a fortune to his name. To prevent him from becoming a useless, spoiled second-generation rich kid, his father sent him to Kunshan as a child to study under a reclusive master.

When he finished his training and came down the mountain at eighteen, he not only possessed unparalleled martial arts, but was also skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, divination, astrology, physiognomy, astronomy, geography… a true master of all eighteen arts.

He returned home just in time for the imperial examination.

With nothing better to do, he took the exam for fun, never expecting to accidentally become the only person in over two hundred years of the Tang Dynasty to win top honors in both the civil and military exams.

On the night after the palace exam, Consort Yun, seeing that the new top scholar was strong, handsome, and extraordinary, wanted to test his abilities outside of academics and martial arts. But he found her too old, too plump, and, being secondhand goods, not worth his attention.

Enraged and humiliated, the spiteful woman falsely accused him, and in the end, he was executed by the dog emperor…

Recalling these past events, Brian Carter was suddenly shocked, and a series of questions flooded his mind.

I’m not dead?

Didn’t I already die?

I clearly remember my head rolling on the ground after being chopped off, then being carried away by a dog!

So how am I alive again?

Could it be that I really died, and now I’m in heaven as an immortal?

If I’m not an immortal, why is there a stunning, naked fairy kneeling beside me?

…

The more questions he had, the more his head hurt, and the pain grew worse and worse, until it felt like his whole head was about to explode.

This clear and intense pain made him realize that he wasn’t dreaming—he was truly, unmistakably alive!

Oh my god!

What on earth is going on?

Is this heaven or hell?

Where’s the dog emperor?

Where’s that spiteful Consort Yun?

“Ah!” The sharp pain in his head became unbearable, and Brian Carter couldn’t help but cry out, clutching his head and jumping up from the ground.