You Sent Me to My Death in a Tomb, and Now You Want Me to Become Emperor?

“I haven't read much, so don't come any closer!”

“Isn't cultivation just about gathering energy so you can have more of it?”

“I went into a tomb to pay my respects to the bones of our ancestors. What's wrong with that?”

Lu Chen couldn't understand why, despite doing good deeds day in and day out, and pouring his heart and soul into the great cause of unifying the Blood Moon, he was still clearing out tomb beasts and crushing rebel armies,

people kept secretly reporting on him and accusing him of plotting to seize power.

All he wanted was to survive, then quietly disappear into the crowd.

“Clearing out tomb beasts? That just means removing obstacles to the great cause of unifying the Blood Moon, right?”

“I only took a little fee for my hard work, just earned some honest money. That's perfectly reasonable, isn't it?”

“Crushing the rebel army? I recruited them into my ranks to work for me and earn money. That means the rebels are gone, doesn't it?”

“There's no need for all that fighting, right?”

“Earthquake and disaster relief? They all came to work under me, running errands and doing odd jobs. I provided room and board, which is only normal, isn't it?”

“Now that everyone's gone, we can just let the earthquake and disaster sort themselves out, right?”