A tale of chase and love- historical/urban series 1

A young, fair-skinned girl of 17, waves excitedly at her not too happy parents. She is wearing a black crop top and blue denim bum shorts exposing her fair legs that could get even women aroused, to the public. As she walked, her hips swayed causig a pervert, old man to run into others many times.

The culprit pretended not to see any nothing and continued her journey. This beautiful goddess has dark brown hair and is not too tall, but now that she's putting on heels, she looks taller. Pairing her outfit with black sunglasses, she looks so hot. People can't help taking pictures. Who would pass on this chance?

Her name is Theresa Williams, Heiress of the conglomerate, William family, a fan of k-pop music and rpmance dramas. She attends Blue Diva Royal Girl's school; a school meant only for the elites. Theresa is brilliant; though she rarely studies because to her, studying is very boring. She'd rather be a lazy genius. Still, she never ceases being adored by other girls, her manager, and her teachers. Wherever she goes, there must be a little crowd even though she appears on set randomly.

She's also a guest model at the 'Sunset' entertainment agency. A lot of permanent models are very jealous of her. Even some actresses want her dead especially when she acted in the movie 'The black empress of Lord Kish'. In this movie, she was a supportive character, a maid who served the evil emperor.

However, many people valued her much more than the female lead not because of her background but she was beautiful and her acting skills were on a level that the female lead couldn't reach. When the movie was released it hit ten million views in seven hours.

Now, lots of agencies want her to even be a female lead or supportive character in some of their future production but she has turned them down. Money is not her problem. She just models for fun. Life seems to go well for this princess. She lacks nothing.

Every month, her dad sends a lot of money into her account so she could have some 'pocket money'. However, this pocket money cannot even be achieved as a profit in some companies. She's envied by everyone both so-called friends, fans and enemies alike.

She, however, doesn't care. She only enjoys watching with her free time, Korean dramas and listening to Korean music. Her favourite actress is Park Shin ye and her favourite actor is Lee Minho. Every day, she listens to at least two k-pop songs, especially from BTS and Black pink. She loves Lisa and Kim Tae Hyung. From the day she saw him ( Kim Tae Hyung) on tv three years ago, she liked him.

She always dreamed of taking pictures with him, getting his autograph, inviting him for lunch and so many things one can't mention. Whenever her parents or anyone at work and school makes her angry, she is immediately comforted by his picture.

Her best friend Marabelle Santiago is from a middle-class family but Theresa likes it that way. Who said she had to be friends with those hypocritical girls she met at the balls she had attended with her parents? Who said your friend must be rich? Who said wealth, fame and beauty are needed in a friend? Those sayings were tosh to Theresa.

Only last week was she able to pressure her chauffeur into processing the documents she needed for her travel to Korea and give her a fake identity and age. All because of one thing- The concert!

BTS, her favourite k-pop band had a concert coming up tonight and she did not want to miss it as she had done for the past three years.

For sure, when her parents found out about it, they nearly beat her up but she vowed with the heirloom not to do this again. After lots of persuading, they still insisted she take a private jet, but she refused. She wanted to mingle with others in the first class.

She did not plan to take her friend with her since she (Marabelle) did not like Korea or their music nor their dramas. But she liked the ancient Chinese fantasy dramas because she gets to admire handsome pies as she calls them.

She already booked a top-class hotel close to the concert location, so all she carried was her small bag and a magazine with her idol, Kim Tae Hyung's face at the front cover.

"Idol! Here I come!" she exclaimed.

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Theresa smiled as she looked at the magazine in her hands. Her idol Kim Tae Hyung! she was going to see him after so long. It's so wonderful!

Paul Reyes, one of her dad's shadow bodyguard, is behind her dressed like he is going for an important business trip and his face is covered with a hat and large sunglasses. He has red curly hair that reaches his shoulders.

He normally likes to keep it loose and hanging but today it is hidden inside the hat tied in a bun. His visible pale brown lips when paired with the chiselled jawline made him look mysterious and handsome. He was sent to protect her secretly.

Some people, both male, and female were staring at Theresa who did not care. She's used to all this. She's a child of mixed parents and so her beauty is kind of special.

People could not help but want to get close to her, however, the deadly look sent by Paul Reyes, made them think otherwise. They still wanted their heads intact. Their minds told them that this guy behind the beauty is dangerous. They then minded their own business.

Theresa kept smiling as she continued admiring Kim Tae Hyung's picture. Suddenly there was an alarm that blasted loudly into everyone's ears which got many worried.

"What's going on? Don't tell me this thing's gonna crash" said a 20 old youth who had been playing games ever since the plane took off from the airport. Everyone's fear was confirmed when the heard the captain's voice from the speaker.

"This is the captain. Brace for impact,"

This was a brief message. However, this message from the captain sent panic into everyone's heart. The hostesses brought out life jackets and handed them to the 70 people in the first-class section. They also helped the ignorant ones to put it on.

"Fasten your seat belts and brace for impact," said a hostess who already had a jacket on. 20 ladies were weeping even in the brace for impact position. There were no kids in the first-class section.

An old man became very troubled knowing that the plane would crash. He was shivering great his hands shook and his legs knocked against each other. You could also say that he had peed in his pants. This old man did not want to obey the captain's order to brace for impact.

"I don't wanna die. I want to live. I want to see my son one more time" he shouted. His teeth kept shattering and sweat fell down his face in beads.

"ENOUGH" an irritated hostess barked at him.

"Old man, obey the order and brace for impact. The plane's going to crash no matter what we do or how well you jump about," she added, making the man cry. Other passengers looked at her in disgust and returned to their brace for impact positions.

"Irene, stop that!" said a small-voiced hostess. She walked to the man and sat beside him patting his back.

"Grandpa, please calm down. The captain and his assistant are doing their very best. Do not worry; you will see your son not only once but every day. Just obey the order. See, look at the others they're obeying. Come on grandpa, calm down. Brace for impact. If you don't obey, you might not see your son again." she intoned in a pacifying manner.

Hearing her sweet angel-like voice, the man stopped panicking and became calm. He then braced for impact. Seeing that she was successful in her mission, the hostess sighed and got up. She turned to look at the heartless hostess who was frowning and walked away.

Theresa, however, did nothing. She looked at the fallen magazine atop her feet while in the brace for impact position.

"Why? I don't wanna die yet. Why? I'm so close to seeing him. Why?" she muttered. Though she was teary-eyed, she did not let a tear fall. She recalled the argument she had with her parents about yesterevening.

They really did not want her to go, but she thought she had outsmarted them by swearing with the heirloom. The heirloom is the golden ring that has been passed on to appointed heirs for generations of the Williams family.

Her father gave her this ring at six, confirming her as the heir of the Williams family. That ring is in Theresa's red purse. She clutched it tightly between her legs, hearing the cries of those ladies who refused comfort.

" I don't wanna die"

"Captain please do something"

"Hostess are we gonna die?"

"Heavens do something" These were their various words as they wept.

The man sitting beside Theresa was a middle-aged man who had long hair of which the right part of his head had been shaved. He paired this bad-boy hairstyle with a red suit and silver earrings. This man was praying.

Beads of sweat rolled down his face, but he did not bother to wipe them off. The situation at hand is very serious. Who knows whether heavens might take pity on him and spare his life?

"I have killed 75 people including 7 infants and 10 unborn babies. I have raped 48 women ever since I turned 13. I have burned or buried 44 people alive. I also slept with 12 men. I have been a thief from the time I turned 8. I have even raped both my parents at 16.I pounded two newborns to death in a mortar. I have also drunk the blood of 29 grannies." he confessed out loud. Heavens, please just one chance. Give me one chance and I'll be a good man from now on. I'll not kill casually again, but i promise to offer you all the spoils if i ever relapse again. Spare me heavens. Spare me."

It stunned Theresa and others. So all along, she'd been sitting with such a gross murderer and rapist! He must be the reason this plane of GoodLuck suddenly wanted to crash. This man must be cast out of the plane now. This was also the thoughts of others, but then who would volunteer? They still wanted their heads. Right when Theresa raised her head to say something, the captain's voice came again through the speakers.

"This is the captain. Brace for impact. This is the final warning." said the captain.

Theresa felt defeated and returned to the brace for impact position. It was at this moment that they felt something hit the plane, cutting off one of the plane's wings. The bodyguard, Paul, whom her dad had sent to monitor her, placed a necklace in her hands.

Seeing the necklace, Theresa gasped and raised her head so she could look behind her. She saw that it was Paul. What was this guy doing here? So her parents sent him? Those parents of hers! They're too protective!

He nodded at her with a smile and told her to brace for impact. She obeyed and clutched the necklace tighter in her hand.

"Mother! Father! Please don't cry if I can't survive this crash. Forgive this unfilial and unruly child of yours. Kim Tae Hyung, my dearest idol, I wish you could attend my funeral." she finally muttered in a whisper before she blacked out because of an unknown gas that had come from nowhere. Strangely, it affected only her.

Before the plane turned upside down, a bright light appeared and sucked Theresa inside leaving only the necklace Paul gave to her on the chair. Since they were all bracing for impact, no one except Paul saw this. He quickly picked up the necklace which emitted light.

It was at this moment that the captain finally lost any control of the plane and the plane took a fast nosedive, crashing into the sea with force creating powerful waves. Finally, it exploded killing the two pilots,8 hostesses and 279 passengers on board.

As for Paul Reyes, whether he survives will be known in the future.

Hello people, it's the author here. This is a historical /modern book. I will do my best to guide you through the first 20 chapters. You are also free to ask me any questions and do my best to answer them to your satisfaction. And lastly, thanks for taking the time to read this story. The crew send you their thanks too and kisses!

Theresa opened her eyes abruptly because of the cold. She quickly sat up and rubbed her eyes, finding to her surprise, that she was in an unfamiliar room.

" Where is this place? Why is this place so cold?" she thought as she surveyed where she was.

As a lover of ancient Chinese and Korean dramas, she could say she must be in a Chinese person's house. Did that person save her? How could his house be so cold with no air conditioners?

She searched her pockets for her phone but couldn't find it. Anyway, she must find a way out of this room. At least, she's got to thank her saviour(s) and maybe with their phone, she could contact her parents again.

She wondered if any of the passengers on board survived. What also baffled her was that there was no scratch on her skin.

"This is weird. I need to leave here" she thought.

When she tried to stand, she felt in the legs, excruciating pain she has never felt before!

"It hurts so much," she thought, close to tears.

What really happened that made her be in this much pain? She closed her eyes and recalled all that happened. From the airport to the aeroplane crash. She couldn't remember anything other than that. So where exactly was she?

The entire room was naked and so quiet, and a tinge of fear built up in her heart. Hey! she's afraid of lonely places. Are there ghosts and vampires here? Can anyone just speak and reassure her that everything is fine?

Her doll, Lovina, has been her second-best friend since she was six. Whenever she had nightmares, she'd hug Lovina tighter, subconsciously. Now her precious baby is nowhere to be seen. When she tried to call for help, she found out that she couldn't even whisper.

"What's going on?. My beautiful voice. Where did it go?" she thought sadly. How did this happen to her? She'd prefer to die!

It was right at this low moment that Theresa heard someone cough. Looking behind her with hopeful eyes, Theresa instead met a sight she'll never forget.

A lady was lying on the old, creaky bed. Her head was bald and bandaged messily. Someone had gouged one of her eyes out and one ear cut off. On the right cheek was a hideous scar, and her visible hands were festering.

Theresa couldn't hold it in anymore and retch. The scary-looking lady lying on the bed weakly smiled and raised a finger that emitted green light.

"Transfer" she muttered as the light glowed brighter, forming a ball she sent into Theresa's neck.

She knew that there was not much time left, and so she kept repeating the same actions 8 times while Theresa was vomiting.

After Theresa had vomited all she had in her stomach, she suddenly felt a very severe headache.

"What have I done to deserve this?" Theresa thought.

She was receiving strange memories that did not belong to her. No matter how much she tried, she could not shout. She even felt her body boiling.

"Man! I need to die now. I want to die." Theresa cried internally.

Meanwhile, the lady on the bed saw that Theresa had a high aptitude to cultivate (i.e practice to become a magician). This was a piece of good news to her as she quickly started writing with her free hand on a flying scroll beside her with a brush.

When she was done, she threw it over to Theresa, who at this moment was on the verge of fainting. The lady then nodded her head slowly before gathering her last energy to form a ball of fire, which she threw at Theresa.

Theresa felt the pain was lessening and so was the heat in her body and was about to sigh in relief when she felt another pain in her abdomen.

"What's this again?" she thought, terrified. She opened her eyes to see the scary lady smiling at her and nodding.

"Why is she nodding and smiling at me?" she observed the place again and saw an ancient calendar reading 1456 b.c.e.

Alarm bells rang in her head.

"What's this?" she thought, terrified even more.

Right at this moment, the lady spoke in Chinese.

"I am Han Fei Fei, 3rd daughter of Han Feng, the minister of agriculture. I am an abandoned concubine of the emperor of this kingdom, Luo Ye of Fire continent. Yes, you guessed right. I summoned you here and I want you to take revenge for me. Please accept my little gift" Han Fei Fei pointed at a corner of the room. Lying there was an ancient book.

"I have little time left but please never hate me even if I was selfish. Those who harmed me must be taken care of, but please do not kill them. I know you can do it." the lady smiled for the last time before vanishing after disintegrating into willows.

It stunned Theresa at the sight and the fact that she could understand what Han Fei Fei said just now.

How is it possible? She only knew five languages-German, Korean, Arabic, Hindi

( because of her mother being Indian) and English. How then did she understand Chinese? She couldn't lay her finger on it.

Also, this lady's dress was ancient. She'd watched some time travel Chinese movies three months ago and saw their costume. This lady's dress was similar. Maybe...they were shooting a film.

Theresa recalled the woman's looks and apparel and shook her head. No, it can't be a movie. The pain she felt and the light from the woman's palm and also her turning into willows was real -no tricks involved. She looked at the calendar again to confirm the date, and she finally relented. She had just crossed over to some unknown dynasty, no doubts about it. And here she thought being alive meant seeing her idol's face and attending another of his concerts.

So no more Kim Tae Hyung? No more k-pop music to listen to? No dramas to watch? What about her parents?

Man! she was their only child. Only the heavens know her much, they were against her idea of flying to South Korea. What will she do now?

Theresa was about to cry for real when the pain in her abdomen increased to the extent that she thought she was on fire. She wanted to die. Why didn't she just die too like the rest of those passengers on the plane? At least she'd be saved from all this suffering.

While she was imagining seeing a sword with which to stab herself to death, a figure appeared behind her. He is dressed in ancient Chinese robes but isn't putting on socks or shoes, just barefooted.

His hair was dark blue, and his eyes were grey. His slightly plump lips were red and so tempting for a kiss. Too bad no one can dare do it on this guy!

Looking at the trembling Theresa, he sighed and walked over to her and then sat behind her in a meditative pose. He then placed his hands on her back, transferring some of his energy into her.

Theresa felt unfamiliar hands on her back, but she was too troubled to find out who the owner of those hands was. All she cared about was freedom from the pain and grief she was experiencing.

Slowly but steadily, Theresa calmed down and finally fell asleep, resting her head on the man's chest

The man frowned at her action but he decided not to harm her because he's got some vital matters to settle with her. Lookin' at her peaceful, sleeping, pouty face he sighed in defeat. Women's weapons lay on their face especially if they were pretty. Unfortunately, this man had no time to consider women. It's a miracle he hadn't cut her to pieces yet. When he confirmed that Theresa was fine, he lifted her bridal style and carried her over to the bed of the deceased concubine.

The bed was ancient and shaky, and the man wondered how the deceased concubine lay on it for so long.

He then covered her with a blanket from his storage ring and blew cold air onto her face, which made her relax even more in her sleep.

He sighed again and brought out a chair from his storage ring.

It would fill anyone who saw this with envy.

Storage rings were not something you could pick up in a treasure trove. Some might not even see it throughout their entire lives.

But here this unknown young man had it. Storage rings had grades.

Inferior quality, medium quality, high quality, supreme quality, and divine quality. The one in this young man's hands is a divine quality storage ring, though it looked like a normal fancy ring.

The man sat on the chair and brought out a book from a storage pocket in his sleeves and read to kill time. Occasionally, he would glance at the peacefully sleeping Theresa on the bed and smile slyly.

"I would like to know the woman who can force me out of my peaceful home to become her contracted pet." the handsome man thought as he stared back at the book.

Meanwhile, the sleeping Theresa was organizing the memories of the deceased concubine. After a while, she could get a clear picture.

The deceased was really the 3rd miss of the Han family. She was exquisite at birth until 16. Three days to her marriage to the emperor her step-mum poisoned her, weakening her body and implanting a hideous scar on her once pretty face.

Despite that, they forced her to wed the emperor two years ago and then sent her to an isolated courtyard.

There she stayed, having only one servant to attend to her needs. The emperor had visited her 5 months ago because she had twice saved his life before their marriage. He wanted to bring the best physician in the kingdom, but on entering her bedroom he smelled a fragrance that Han Fei Fei could not even detect.

He knew this fragrance as it was what killed one of his loyal subordinates in a battle. He got furious and sent her to the cold palace as punishment.

Her survival could only depend on herself.

Normally a normal human couldn't last over 2 hours in the cold palace, but since Han Fei Fei was in the Foundation realm, she could only last 5 months.

One in the Foundation realm could last 8 months without food. The Foundation realm was difficult to achieve. Some became Foundation practitioners at age thirty. The geniuses would reach this stage at age 14, depending on their spiritual roots.

Han Fei Fei's roots were only slightly above average and since they had isolated her in a courtyard for two years, she had much time to cultivate before being thrown here and left to die for a crime she knew nothing of.

Now Han Fei Fei's only wish is for the ones who made her ugly and the ones who made her suffer in the cold palace to get what they deserve but that they should not die.

She had learned a summoning technique from a travelling powerhouse at age 12 and that is why even though this involved her life she could do it with no fear.

She wished that whoever takes on her identity to clear her name, make the wicked parties pay, and then the person is free to do whatever she wants in this world. She never got to see the emperor's face even once before dying. Even when she had saved him from drowning and a sneak attack, she never saw his face. This was her only regret. She felt she had lived a meaningless life.

Theresa truly felt pity for the deceased concubine, but her complainant side kicked in. Why did it have to be her? She wanted to attend a concert with her idol performing. Ah! The wasted money, the now useless tickets, and even her doll were gone. Without that doll by her side, she never felt secure.

Now, what would she do? How would she even start taking revenge for the deceased? Now Theresa wished for nothing more than to tear Han Fei Fei to pieces.

While Theresa was deeply involved in her dreams, a certain man was getting impatient. Why won't she wake up? She needs to explain why she forced him out of the home to be her pet.

Looking at her sleeping peacefully, he felt some kind of familiarity toward her, like he'd known her for a long time. What was this feeling? He had never felt like this before.

Oblivious to the man's thoughts, Theresa dreamed that her parents were in a heated argument. Suddenly her dad picked a gun and shot her mum in the head.

"No" she shouted in her sleep, waking the man from his thoughts. Alarmed, he looked at her to see she was sweating and she was shivering.

"Woman, you are bad luck," he muttered. Now he was going to take care of her taking on the role of a parent.

Cursing her in his heart, he walked towards her, a frown on his face. But the frown did not destroy his beauty. When he wanted to check her pulse, he heard a farting noise.

Note: ok this may be weird but you must have noticed I made her look perfect but then I decided to break her image and rebuild it again. Don't worry, you'll forget the next chapter in no time.

And another thing, the FL, Theresa, has just been magically transferred into an alternate dimension where many people cultivate and have magical powers and are also born with special gifts. The storage ring can also be called a spatial or space ring. It's a magical ring that is able to store lots of things bigger than its physical size. The higher the grade, the more things the ring can store. You are free to ask me any question on whatever you don't understand. Criticism is also allowed as everyone has their own opinion. Thanks for reading and kisses!

Wait! What was that sound he just heard? Could his ears be playing tricks on him? He did not need to wait a long time to get an answer. In no time, the entire room permeated of fart smell and he held his nose.

Looking back at her, he saw that she had turned over her butt facing the ceiling. She was wearing high waist bum shorts and a crop top when she appeared in this dynasty, so her white smooth legs were revealed to the man whose mouth immediately went dry.

What was this situation?

Earlier, he was preoccupied with thoughts of how to free himself from this unworthy lady that he did not spare a minute to size her. Now he had fallen into this condition, how then would he be able to accomplish his mission? No! He must cover those tempting legs now before he does something he'll regret in life.

Right at the moment he wanted to use another blanket he had taken from his storage ring to cover her, he heard another farting noise and he need not find the culprit. It was the young lady.

You need not guess his reaction because this handsome guy's face was changing back and forth from green, gray and black. His lovely eyes were now red and smoke was coming out of his ears and nose. All he wanted was to cut her into a thousand pieces!

Doesn't she know who he is? How dare she fart in his presence? If he doesn't teach her a lesson what would become of him?

Without wasting time, he immediately took out a whip from his storage ring. This whip was made from the bones of a high-level dragon and had only been used on one person and that is, the one who tried to catch him in his fox form.

Just one lash from this whip took out the man's skin and another ground his bones to powder. He isn't supposed to do this to his future mistress. But pride and anger had blinded him into wanting to kill her. He hadn't merged his blood with hers and hadn't officially made her his master yet.

Looking at the culprit who was sleeping peacefully, he clenched his other fist and raised the bone whip and whipped her butt, but to his surprise, she only scratched her butt and said in her sleep.

"Ah! It tickles." while giggling.

This infuriated him further. His mighty whip was only tickling her butt? What does that make him? A pervert? How dare she refer to him like that? With that, he whipped her butt twice, but she continued to sleep.

"Woman! Die!" he shouted as he transferred 40% of his magical power into the whip. He is determined to finish her no matter what. But then, he heard another farting sound followed by several more. For a while, the whip remained hanging in his hand while his eyes popped out.

"Woman! What do you take me for? Are you a skunk? I hate skunks" he thought. As if replying to him, she threw away the deceased Han Fei Fei's blanket he had initially covered her legs with and farted again.

Now our cute guy had become very irked resulting in him increasing the amount of power in his whip to 70% and whip her butt. She immediately opened her eyes and screamed like a madwoman.

"I'll kill you today! How dare you break Lovina's hand? Die!" with that, the half-awake Theresa jumped down from the bed and began pulling at the man's trousers.

"I'll use your pants as Lovina's rag," she shouted. Then the next thing was to bite his right hand. He had white skin that many maidens dreamed of, but here Theresa was biting his hand until blood came out.

All this time, it stunned the man with mouth opened wide like a dead fish. What had he done? Did he just worsen the situation?

Looking down once more at his future mistress, he sighed and shook her off, but she still came back and bit his other hand. Then a sudden realization struck him.

"Did she just form a contract with me?" realizing this, his face turned green and then black.

" This savage lady dared contract him without his permission? How many have tried to form a contract with him but are now laying six feet beneath mother earth and this woman...

He snapped out of his thoughts when he saw her crying while still biting his hand. He was having a strange feeling. One he had never had before- pity.

What was wrong with him? He had never felt pity for anyone, but why her?

He imagined their future days together as master and a contracted pet. All he could see was a cry-baby who cried at the smallest of things. For example, the day was getting dark.

Now he regretted killing all those who worked hard, sweated and almost lost their lives just to come to his lair, his peaceful home to offer a contract. One of them was even a prince who promised him riches and excellent food, but he didn't even blink before sending him to mother earth. If only he had known, then maybe he'll not be in this situation.

This savage lady had nothing except beautiful skin and whining. He really felt like smacking his face. Now he was stuck to a terrible contract to this lady. Though he was unhappy, he decided not to do anything rash or he'll be the one to regret it.

For example, continual and outraging disobedience to his mistress meant a serious headache and 3 days blindness. Hurting his master meant not being able to cultivate for 50 years. 50 years was nothing to him, but the little bits of energy missed were irrecoverable. Killing his master meant being sealed in a cage in the cauldron of fire and ice for 8 thousand years. These were the reasons he never wanted a contract.

But this woman here before him did not even do anything, did not even give him any treasures or good promises. All he got was a mysterious force dragging him down here. Then he even had to give her some of his inner energy. That was already considered a big favor, but what did she give him in return? Nothing but a series of farts, curses, and bites. It took him unawares, and this led to a life contract with this savage lady.

The mistress in question was still biting while tears flowed from her eyes. When he wanted to gently push her away, she hugged his left leg.

"Idol, please don't go. I'm scared. Please don't leave me Kim Tae Hyung!" Theresa whispered, still half-awake.

"Who is this Kim Ta Hong that she's calling? Her lover? So she's even brokenhearted? Heavens, why me? What have I done wrong? Why give me this kind of master?" thought the unhappy guy.

Why is she hugging his sacred leg? He's not her toy!

How much he wished he could go back in time and humbly chose one of those who sacrificed even their beauty and some cultivation just to get to him. That way he would be free from this lady. But the reality is harsh as there's no medicine for regret.

"Idol! Don't leave me. I love you, I love your music, all about you. I'll do anything you want. I can even be your slave."Theresa continued to mutter in her half-awake state. Then the next thing was to rub her face against his left leg and fall asleep. Just like that!

Now the handsome mister tried best not to explode.

"You hugged my sacred leg, now I've become your pillow?" all he wanted to do now was destroy her, but the contract... The evil contract!

Masters of contracted pets are not to be killed or hurt by their pets.

"So that means no matter how annoying she is I must praise her?" he wasn't happy with this at all but after 10 seconds he lifted her up, bridal style and took her towards the bed.

But the moment he placed her on the bed she opened her eyes, now fully awake. It stunned both for a few seconds with different thoughts running in their minds.

"Boy! Did the mistress just wake up? What to do? I can't possibly tell her I found her sick in an Iceland right" his thoughts were in disarray.

Meanwhile, Theresa was very shocked to see a guy's face so close to her.

" He's so handsome, though not as an idol. Wait! this guy wanted to take advantage of you while unconscious. Does he think he'll go scot-free? Theresa defense mode activate,"

Following her thoughts, she raised her formerly feeble right hand that already formed a fist and landed six successive blows to his beautiful face.

"I'm not done yet," she thought

The man quickly avoided her when he saw another blow coming.

Gosh! What was happening to him? He's been caught unawares by this woman twice, and it's never for good.

Touching his cheek left cheek that was now red and swollen he felt like his world had ended.

"My face. My beautiful face" he screamed, his shoulders trembling.

"Hold it, man! Don't let her vex you further. Do nothing rash, boy," he thought as he backed away from her.

Theresa got down from the bed but couldn't stand properly and fell. She no longer felt any pain at her abdomen but still had a slight headache. Now her head was clear, she must analyze the situation very well.

"You dare try to eat my tofu,"

"What tofu? You don't have any tofu. Your such a wicked woman..." he couldn't complete his statement as his hands slapped his face.

Seeing this, it stunned Theresa.

Why is he slapping himself? Wasn't he insulting her just now? What the heck was occurring?

"Hey, mister man! Why are you slapping yourself? Oh, you're regretting insulting a woman or is it because you fear my background?" she asked with a smile.

"Damn you, lady, damn you" the man cursed as his hands finally stopped slapping him in the face.

"You demoness, you dare to command me to slap myself?" the man asked in a deep voice.

It shocked Theresa.

"I did? But I didn't even mutter a word or command. Besides, what power do I have to make him slap himself? Or is he trying to shift the load unto me or reduce his shame or something?" Theresa thought, unable to lay a finger on what the man had just said to her.

"I made you slap yourself? But I didn't even say the word."Theresa said to him. But all he gave as a reply was to launch a fireball towards her.

To say that Theresa was scared was an understatement.

The deceased Han Fei Fei had fireballs, and she hadn't so quickly forgotten the pain it brought her, and now this man had launched another towards her.

"Please don't" she muttered, but it was too late. The fireball was only two inches away from her, and she felt the great heat and wrath in that fireball. She closed her eyes, preparing herself for the worst.

Suddenly a yellow shield appeared around her, and the fireball quenched on contacting it. The man was shocked and widened his eyes in disbelief.

Theresa felt the heat vanish and decided to slowly open her eyes. What came into view was a bewildered man.

"What happened? Why is your mouth wide open? Do you wanna swallow me?" Theresa asked.

"YOU....."

"What did I do, now?" Theresa asked unhappily.

Immediately, the man slapped himself again, shocking Theresa.

"Spit on the floor"Theresa commanded internally and immediately, the man spat on the floor. Theresa was surprised.

This man could do her bidding with no questions? She didn't even say it out loud.

"You Demoness, I will kill you" the man spat in ire.

"Kneel" Theresa commanded.

The man's knees became weak, and he plopped down to the ground on his knees reluctantly.

"Wow!" Theresa exclaimed. This powerful man could really obey her!

She then recalled her biting both his hands and the master-pet novels she had read two years ago.

Does that mean that she has become a Master of this powerful man? Theresa bubbled with joy in contrast to the unhappy kneeling man.

"You...when I get the chance, I'll beat you to death" the man threatened, and this spoiled the jubilant Theresa's mood.

"Why don't I make him slap himself more," she thought, and the guy slapped himself at a faster rate.

"Wow! It really works. So this is an ability I now have? If I didn't wake up, I might have lost my virginity, so you are going to lick the vomit on the ground." she thought happily.

Seeing the cute guy licking her vomit that was already frozen, she smiled evilly.

"Now take a stick to hit your head" she commanded internally.

The guy didn't know what was wrong with him when he took a stick made of iron to hit his own head very hard for 3 minutes. When Theresa commanded him to stop he crashed down to the floor like a sack of grain.

"Heavens why me? Where did she come from? Someone come help me please" he screamed in his heart.

For the first time in his life, he cried actual tears that were forming pearls even before they touched the icy floor. If he knew what was going in his mistress' mind now he would never have let his tears fall.

Theresa was processing information about the currency here and its value. Here in Luo Ye, they used coins of different types.

there were copper coins, silver coins, gold coins, pearls, and diamonds.

100 copper coins make I silver coin

100 silver coins make a gold coin

1000 gold coins make a pearl

5000 pearls make a diamond.

30 diamonds make a Ruby(depending on the grade)

18 Rubies make a low-grade taaffeite while 27 Rubies make a high-grade taaffeite.

76 Taaffeite makes a Tanzanite.

Gold coins were something belonging to the rich while diamonds down to Tanzanites belonged to the emperor and any other very influential people in the kingdom.

And just now Theresa had seen this guy cry out pearls. She had struck gold. Now all she had to do was make him cry. This cheat she had was way better than any of the ones the female leads had. Free money bank.

Looking at the man who looked very miserable, she smiled.

"I will let you go for now" she got up and walked towards him but he seemed to be scared of her as he tried to retreat.

"Don't worry I won't make you cry pearls again merman," she said patting his shoulders.

She said this because a certain fairytale she read said that mermaids tears form pearls of the purest kind but if they cry too much they will become blind and if they still continue to cry a blue pearl will form and they will die. She didn't want that to happen.

"So tell me my pet. What is your name?" she asked as she sat on the chair he once sat.

The guy's heart was bleeding.

"You are a bully," he said unhappily"And bad luck" he added

"Okay, I've heard. Now slap yourself and castrate yourself" she ordered.

Immediately, the man began to kowtow instead. He didn't say a word but began to cry. This was the most embarrassing moment of his life. This woman was too wicked. This is his cock we're talking about. How many dreamed to see it's a shadow but did not.

How many had he killed for seeing it and this lady...no his mistress wanted him a eunuch. Anyone who could save him should come right now.

Theresa was only joking and did not expect him to do this.

"Stop! I was only joking. I have received the memories of the deceased concubine Han Fei and she expects me to live as her but I don't want to. I want to try to live a peaceful life here. Please don't cry anymore. I'm not evil." she explained but the guy did not believe it.

"Your not evil or your not good?" he thought.

"This so-called cold palace seems good enough for me so I will live here. You will bring me food and clothing ."

"Yes mistress"

"According to what I read aren't you supposed to bow to me?" she asked

"I--mistress" his mouth went dry when his eyes landed on her lips. They were so tempting. Why? Why must he suffer like this?

"Forget it. You are an arrogant creature so I'll let you off for now. Just go get me food and clothes."Theresa said as she got up to pack up the pearls on the ground with a smile.

"These pearls are not bad. It will be enough to keep me going for a while," she commented as she examined the pearls.

"By the way, I am Theresa but you can call me Han Fei Fei. What's your name again?" she asked

He doesn't wanna tell her but he had no choice he doesn't wanna be a eunuch. He needs to have a wife and get 60 cubs.

So he unwillingly resigned to his fate.

"I am called Long Ren." he introduced himself and went on one knee, head bowed low.

" Long Ren pays respect to mistress. Affirming with heart and mind to serve and protect Mistress till death do us apart"

Thersa nodded and said: "I accept. Now stand up.I'm not an empress. Wipe your tears and arrange the creases on your clothes.I'm sorry for making you cry. I don't want you to become blind"

Lon Ren obeyed with a gloomy face. At this moment he really wanted to cut her to pieces.

Turnin a saint after killing a dream.

After cleaning himself and the floor up, by Theresa's order, he made the room temperature warm and she made a kissy face at him.

He quickly looked away. This new mistress of his has no manners. Behavin like this, one would think they were married or she's a prostitute. Honestly, looking at her from the viewpoint of the people here, she really was the bravest prostitute. The bum shorts and crop top only covered 'some' places but exposed her legs and shape to the world. Prostitutes here wouldn't do that but here she was proud of it after all her mindset was different from that of the people here.

"Mistress, cover yourself, "Long Ren said as he turned around.

"Why?I'm not naked am I?"Theresa asked in a confused manner.

"Mistress, here ladies cover every part of their bodies. Even prostitutes do so to some extent but this...your dressin...i don't know how to describe it. Cover yourself with the blanket Mistress." said Long Ren.

"Fine!"Theresa said grumpily and obeyed his order.

"Mistress, what are your orders for this lowly one," he said through gritted teeth.

"I need new clothes but not thick ones, jewelry but not make-up kits. And also food.I'm a mortal you know...I need food. So Ren, get to work and also if you could find popcorn bring plenty of it.

"Popcorn?"Ren asked puzzled. What was Mistress saying? He doesn't recall any food or thin called that name. Seeing his puzzled look, Theresa sighed.

"Nevermind! You guys don't have that here anyway. Just go now. I don't wanna see that ugly face" she practically pushed him out of the room and then slammed the old door against him.

Outside, Ren was close to tears as he clutched at his chest.

"My pride!My dignity! All gone!" he screamed.

Shaking his head in self-pity, he transformed into a white fox whose fur would make the heart of a wicked witch melt.

He looked so small and adorable with those big purple eyes. Looking back once more, he slowly vanished.

Of course, if our female lead saw him in his fox form, she would fall in love with his appearance and treat him like Lovina so long as he was obedient like Lovina.