An honest man should never be too softhearted.
Song Chen kindly agreed to guarantee a four-million-yuan loan for a friend. His friend ran off, his wife remarried, he lost his job, and he drank himself to death.
When he woke, he had transmigrated to the eve of the Taiping Rebellion.
The land was littered with starving corpses, the officials preyed on the people, and a chaotic age was approaching.
Reborn with the memories of his modern life,
he would be every bit as ruthless in this life as he had been pathetic in the last.
He would not be cannon fodder, and he would put no faith in human kindness.
Using the chaos of the Heavenly Kingdom as his opportunity, he would build an empire of his own.
