Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
However, because the women practicing asceticism in this nunnery had unusual backgrounds, these luxuries seemed ordinary.
Alongside the sound of cooking emanating from the kitchen, there were also hushed discussions among some young nuns.
"Who's turn is it to deliver food to that person today? Got to be careful."
"It's Xiaoyu today. This girl is meticulous, perhaps she won't make any mistakes."
"Do you think the maids who were beaten before were punished because they made mistakes? It was intentional. If you don't make mistakes, you won't be beaten?"
"Sigh, it was fine before. Since the Empress..."
"Don't speak. Quickly shut your mouth. How can we discuss such matters?"
As the voices gradually faded away, a delicate-looking young nun emerged from the kitchen carrying a food container. She headed towards the courtyard in the westernmost part. Many young nuns cast sympathetic glances her way when they saw this scene. The nuns who were sweeping away snow could not help but sigh.
The nun named Xiaoyu kept her head low, obscuring her expression.
She traversed the long corridor, walking a long distance until she reached a chamber. Then, she knocked on the door gently.
The door suddenly opened with a creak.
Xiaoyu walked in.
A moment later, a series of cussing erupted from the chamber, accompanied by the shattering of porcelain.
The noise was extremely loud, audible to many. Yet, no one dared to pay attention or say anything. They just continued with their tasks. Some simply looked over with sympathy, but were similarly silent.
It was unclear how much time passed.
The young nun came out, her face marked with a distinct handprint.
Her hands were covered in wounds, but no fresh blood dripped. Instead, she had caught it with her clothes.
The chamber was in disarray, an elderly nun sat withered on a cushion, her eyes filled with endless resentment.
She naturally could not be called old, traces of her youthful charm still lingered on her face, with only two faint wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. Yet, her
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