Inheriting the Family Business, Starting with the Empress Who Broke Off Our Engagement

With a wave of his hand, he can destroy billions of stars. With a lift of his palm, he can create billions of lives. As the only son of the sole ruler of countless worlds, Li Ying feels the pressure weighing heavily on him. “My father is the sect master. Touch me, and you'll die in a very rhythmic fashion.” “My father is the holy land's master. With a lift of his hand, all things turn to ashes.” “That tickles! I'm the Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Sect. Humiliate me like this, and the Hundred Flowers Sect won't let you get away with it.” Li Ying raised his hand and gave her a massive slap. “Sorry, my dad is Li Gang.” “Son, you'll inherit the countless lands your father conquered for you. You can't manage it alone; you'll need a powerful ally. I've arranged a marriage between you and the future empress.” “There is a tiny bit of trouble now. The empress has lost her cultivation talent. You need to learn from the villains in novels: go break off the engagement and make her deliver the classic underdog comeback line, ‘Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. Never look down on a poor young woman!’” Li Ying looked at the girl before him. Her bright eyes were clear and sparkling like the stars. She smiled at him excitedly, her eyes curving like crescent moons, as if all her charm were spilling out. Then he took out the marriage contract and fell into deep thought.