The Ruthless King's Endless Love: Rebellious Third Miss
Luo Xia, once a top modern assassin, was betrayed and wronged to death by her closest friend and lover. When she opened her eyes again, she had become the so-called useless third young lady of the Luo family—bullied by her kin, scorned by outsiders. Yet she remained calm and indifferent; in cunning and strategy, who could possibly match her? Before long, those who had looked down on her with contempt were left trembling in fear by her machinations. But when this sly and arrogant woman crossed paths with a man of extraordinary elegance, their battles of wit ended with her unwittingly selling herself out. Someone, please tell her—why does this man, who treats all women with utter disdain, insist on entangling himself with her?
The Ruthless King's Endless Love: Rebellious Third Miss
Vast Continent.
The Kingdom of Providence.
The Luo Residence.
Pain—
A searing, all-consuming pain—
It gnawed at her bones, as if someone were digging into them with a knife!
She bit down hard on her lower lip, forcing herself not to cry out.
It had been three years since she started taking assignments. She had nearly forgotten this kind of agony; feeling it again now was merely a reminder of what it took to become a truly exceptional assassin.
She had endured for ten years—she refused to believe she couldn’t withstand this time too.
Her lip broke beneath her teeth, blood welling up.
…
No, something was wrong. She vaguely remembered perishing alongside her enemies—how could she still feel pain?
Did that mean she hadn’t died?
At that thought, her eyes snapped open—
A burning whip lashed down upon her.
The pain nearly made her faint again!
Someone dared to whip her? Very well. Very well indeed.
She was eager to see who had the nerve.
Lifting her gaze, she looked coldly ahead.
Before her, two sisters dressed identically in blue skirts, each playing with a thick rope, stared at her with strange expressions.
"You useless wretch, why won’t you just die?" they chorused, closing in step by step.
"Please, spare Third Miss! I beg you!" A maid darted forward, clutching her protectively.
"How dare you, Bizhu? Do you have a death wish?" The twins sneered, swinging their whip. It landed mercilessly on Bizhu, splitting her skin
