“This Holy Son of the Absolute Void Holy Land is way too pathetic, isn’t he? Is it really worth it to grovel like this for a woman?”
Su Mo was curled up under his blanket, holding his phone and reading a novel while criticizing its content.
But in the next moment, a blinding white light flashed before his eyes, and the scene around him suddenly changed.
When Su Mo regained his senses, he realized he had become the Absolute Void Holy Land’s Holy Son from the novel!
He had transmigrated? And into the body of a simping Holy Son, no less!
Su Mo was stunned for a moment but quickly came to his senses. He wasn’t someone who would grovel! There was absolutely no need to follow the original plot of the novel!
Grovel before the Saintess? Ha, no way!
Now that he was here, not only would he not grovel, but he’d go all in with this Saintess!
After all, he was a villain! Living as he pleased was the best way to go!
With that thought, Su Mo approached the Saintess.
“So, you’re the Saintess, huh? I’ll show you what it means to be indifferent! I’ll show you what it means to give me the cold shoulder!”
Su Mo charged forward with all his might and boldly went for the Saintess!
When the protagonist of the novel heard the news, he instantly lost his composure, feeling as though the sky was collapsing.
That woman was supposed to possess a divine physique, and now she had been ruined just like that?
From that day on, Su Mo’s journey down the path of a great villain only became more intense.
