My Substitute Bride:

Five sedans raced along the highway, their tires churning up a series of streaks in the wet asphalt. The hum of their engines echoed through the rainy night.,Isn't she just here to marry their Ninth Master She was sent by her family, wasn't she,In City A, the Black-faced God of Death is a figure known to all. Those who fall into his hands are tortured beyond recognition...。