On the eve of my revival, I was regarded as a "disaster" by Ye Jinghong, the daughter of the top chaebol, and was forced to marry me home using a contract as a shield. She thought she had everything under control, but she didn't know that my casual words of "your company is going to be in trouble" and "there will be a bloody disaster today" came true time and time again. It wasn't until the demon tore the city apart that she saw with her own eyes that the cheap husband she had "raised" shattered the void with a finger and said only one word to the evil things in the sky: "Get lost." At that moment, she knew that the person she had forcibly married was the last warrior god in the world.
