“He doesn’t mind that you’re my husband, so why should you care that he’s my boy toy? Su Mu, you don’t love me at all.”
“I love your damn sesame pastries! Lin Bao’er, go to hell! Give me back my betrothal gifts. I’m divorcing you!”
Su Mu transmigrated to the Great Yang Dynasty, a world of martial arts, only to find himself saddled from the start with a gold-digging wife who was cheating on him.
All Su Mu wanted was to teach her a lesson, but he wasn’t strong enough.
Just as he was consumed by grief and fury, the [Heavenly Eye Intelligence] System descended from the heavens.
Well, then, what was there to say?
Confiscate their property! Confiscate every last thing!
If he didn’t seize property, how was a humble banner officer supposed to get promoted and rich, achieve martial immortality, or enjoy music at the pleasure house?
Much later, Lin Bao’er regretted it.
“Su Mu, I finally know that you’re the one I love. Can we not divorce?”
“Get lost. Anyone who gets in the way of my confiscations will have their whole family executed!”
A concubine of the emperor pleaded softly:
“Su Mu, that old emperor is nothing compared to you. Could I be with you?”
“The emperor’s concubine? Fine. You can be in charge of heating my bathwater.”
The Minister of War’s daughter begged sweetly:
“Su Mu, I want to marry you. Our dual cultivation after marriage would be even more wonderful...”
“Sounds good. From now on, you’ll be in charge of sharing my bed.”
Years later, Su Mu stared helplessly at the imperial robe in his subordinate’s hands.
“You people have made things very difficult for me!”
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