Divine Throne of Primordial Blood - Sect - Book 5, Chapter 142: Ransack

Fu Nanli, the flight captain and sole heir to the Fu Consortium, lost his memory in an accident.

He could not remember anything about his family, identity, or status. He only remembered Wen Qiao, who had risked his life to save her before the accident.

“You are?”

Wen Qiao said shamelessly, “I’m your wife.”

Young Master Fu was confused, but he only remembered one person. If she said yes, then so be it.

The cold and noble Prince Charming had been snatched away by a wild girl from nowhere.

All the socialites in Harbor City were enraged.

All the socialites gathered 100 million yuan. They had to tear off the fake mask of a certain vixen, Wen Qiao.

However, all they got, in the end, was the marriage of the century.

The wife he got after losing his memory, when he regained his memory, would still be the person he loved the most in his life. If everything was guided by fate, then he would be grateful for such an encounter, that was what Fu Nanli believed.

yuan to rip off the vixen Wen Qiao’s mask and expose her lies. Yet, there is nothing they can do to stop the ‘wedding of the century’ from taking place.

Just like that, one hundred million yuan is gone in a flash!

Uttering cries of anguish, the socialites simply can’t fathom why this is happening. “Everyone says Young Master Fu is shrewd and adept at scheming. Why did he fall for the deceitful little vixen?!”

With an arrogant gaze, the man muses dotingly, “If I didn’t play along, how was I to abduct the little fox and take her home?”

One day a young man found a mysterious door in his grand father house and that door transported him to Tensura....welcome to the new world...all the credit for the characters and main story goes to the owners, this is just a fanfic none of the characters or the storyline belongs to me...Tensura won't be live until later in the chapters, so if you in a rush, you can quick rocks...

The immortal cultivator was reborn in the city and became the defeated rich second-generation college student Zhang Yifeng, starting a counterattack from then on.

Step on high, rich and handsome, punch all kinds of masters.

Relying on the secret technique of comprehension, he is watching the world and sweeping all opponents in the world.

“In front of me, no one dares to be arrogant, because people who dare to be arrogant to me will never have a future.”

“In front of me, even the high-ranking queen should lower her head. Otherwise, there will never be a crown on her head.”

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I’m an imperial uncle; his imperial majesty’s uncle.

Once, someone with nothing better to do took a comprehensive survey of the current dynasty, and summed up the imperial court’s three great cancers.

Wang Qin leads in corruption; the treasury is never full.

Yun Tang favours a few, forming cabals; leading to corruption in our politics.

Prince Huai plays with power, and serves as the head of a hundred poisons — thus causing instability to the throne.

When they talk about the most venomous of vipers, the wicked one who plays with power, the biggest cancer of them all, they’re talking about me: this insignificant prince, Prince Huai, Chengjun.

I can only say that I feel rather hapless in the face of these theories.

In truth, I have been ever dutiful, ever devoted, devoid of intention to monopolise power, and possess even less of a heart to covet the throne. In the entire imperial court, I dare say there is no loyal subject more loyal than I.

But, most tragically, in all the realm, the matter of my being a loyal subject is something that not many would believe.

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