When I woke up, I, the ancestor of Xuanmen, became the resentful substitute of the overbearing president.
Being forced to imitate his Bai Yueguang every day, drinking dew and pretending to be weak, my ancestor, my fist, became hardened.
When Bai Yueguang came back with his senior brother's magic, all the wealthy families were waiting to see me divorced.
I used a backhand to summon the thunder from the live broadcast, and it hit her instantly.
The CEO's ex-husband finally panicked and begged me to get back together with a VIP card to the crematorium.
I silently took out the ancestral compass and said it affectionately:
"My dear grandson, don't get in the way. Grandpa, I'm on my way to save the galaxy. Remember to line up next time you reincarnate."
