In the cafeteria, a rich kid dumped his leftovers onto Shen Mo's tray.
"Broke loser. This is all you deserve to eat."
The next second, Shen Mo looked up, and a suffocating pressure erupted from him.
The rich kid's martial artist bodyguard's legs gave way, and he dropped to his knees with a thud.
"I-Imperial Dao pressure? Who are you?!"
Shen Mo picked up his tray and turned to leave.
"You eat it."
No one knew that an ancient ring he wore housed a legendary emperor from two thousand years ago.
The art of rulership, ancient martial arts, strategic schemes...
Starting today, he would no longer be the poor student everyone could bully.
An imperial ring from the start, face-slapping before the day is out, so satisfying it makes your scalp tingle
