A Transmigrator’s Privilege – Chapter 490

Part 2, Chapter 144 Unfortunately, that won’t happen. I immediately grabbed Elantia’s wrist and twisted her arm. Then, I seized the back of her head and slammed it into the wall with a loud thud. In the center of the large crater that formed, Elantia’s forehead hissed with steam. <Poor wall. Cruel farmer.> Clatter, clatter… Wall-facing meditation is good for...