The breakup was broadcast live, and the whole internet mocked me as a loser who would even stoop to pick up a mere 200,000 yuan in breakup money. My ex-girlfriend nestled in a rich man's arms as comments flooded the screen: “Nice guys don't get the house.”
But the very next moment, the Shen family's butler bowed and presented me with a marriage contract. “Miss Shen Qingxue, please marry into our family.”
I became the son-in-law of Jiuzhou's foremost family, scorned by all. I poured tea, ran errands, and endured their contempt. But they had no idea that the instant I signed my name, the Primordial Lord of Arms mark on my right hand had awakened.
In the Shen family ancestral hall, a thousand weapons bowed before me. At a banquet of the elite, I turned tea into blades and stunned the whole room. The fragments of the treasured Ghost King Sword of Jiuzhou were as docile as cats in my palm. The day the DNA test results came back, the entire Shen family fell to their knees. The aloof young lady who had always looked down her nose at me trembled as she spoke two words: “Our ancestor.”
Those who once bullied, humiliated, and treated me like an insect now tremble in fear. All I want is to pick up the Blood Moon divine weapon that has chosen me as its master once more and tell the world: Your ancestor has returned.
