Mess With Me? My Terminal Illness for Your Trillion-Yuan Fortune!

“You poor dog. I was born with privileges you couldn't earn even if you gave your life for them.”

Lin Feng, clutching his diagnosis of terminal bone cancer, showed no anger as he watched the parachuted-in rich heir crush his proposal, smash his electric scooter with a Ferrari, and mock him without restraint.

That was because he had just awakened the [Karmic Scales]!

As long as someone felt malice or arrogance toward him, he could forcibly exchange any aspect of their state, fortune, or even their very concepts!

Lin Feng smiled. “Since you love looking down on everyone so much, let's trade. I'll take your trillion-yuan fortune, and you can have my terminal illness and terrible luck.”

The next day, the arrogant young master was struck by a sudden, agonizing illness, and his family's investments all went bust. Meanwhile, a lottery ticket Lin Feng bought on a whim won him tens of millions!

From then on, a “living King of Hell” with a passion for setting people up to get what they deserve appeared in the city.

A top-tier star throws a diva fit? I'll trade my croaky voice for your heavenly one!

An arrogant martial arts heir acts tough? I'll trade my herniated disc for your peerless talent!

You dare cross me? Good. Everything you're so proud of now belongs to me.