"Come, Your Majesty—no, Fang Zhiyi, let me offer you a toast!" Grand Commandant Yi was elated. Having brought down Teng Shuchang, he could truly hold absolute power from now on. "That Teng Shuchang actually wanted to impeach us. If it weren't for Deputy General Ah and the others, we would have been placed in a very passive position."
Fang Zhiyi also smiled.
Little Hei shook his head. "These people... even now, they don't realize they've fallen into your trap. But I am a little curious, how do you plan to break out of this? You must know they still just see you as a tool."
Seeing Fang Zhiyi remain silent, Little Hei muttered to himself, "But even if you flee to the south, you'll have a massive headache. Not only has your son taken the throne, but your reputation alone is enough for the historians to write half a book about. A disgraceful emperor, hahahaha."
Fang Zhiyi downed his wine. "It's fine. The original owner's reputation wasn't much better anyway."
"Even though the original owner was a puppet emperor, he didn't actively surrender like you did! Hanging out with these people all day, tsk tsk."
"Your Majesty."
A man with disheveled hair knelt before Fang Zhiyi, his forehead touching the ground.
"My mother has died. No matter what others say about you, you truly gave my mother a period of good days. From now on, I will hold your horse and stirrups to serve you faithfully."
Dexiang looked at the beggar before him, somewhat surprised. He actually came back? After all, the Emperor did good deeds all day long; many people were ungrateful, and some just took the money and ran. This was the first one to ever return.
Fang Zhiyi stepped forward and helped him up. "You're being too formal. If you have nowhere to go, just stay here with me. From now on, whatever I eat, you will eat."
The man nodded heavily.
To Dexiang's surprise, in the following days, several more people returned here. Without exception, Fang Zhiyi let them all stay. Since Teng Shuchang's imprisonment, no one was monitoring Fang Zhiyi anymore, and he was happy to not have to explain himself to anyone.
Dexiang vaguely guessed something, but he didn't dare speak of it.
Fang Zhiyi remained the same as before; besides making money, he just ate and drank with the officials of the Mang Kingdom, maintaining a very harmonious relationship with them.
Teng Shuchang was, after all, a former Great General. Now that he had fallen to this state, ignoring him would inevitably invite accusations of ruthlessness. Moreover, the ruler of the Mang Dynasty had also grown curious about Fang Zhiyi. Was there truly an emperor in this world who did not care for his empire? He had heard many reports about Fang Zhiyi, all claiming he was a talent wholly dedicated to submitting to the Great Mang.
Furthermore, after changing the Great General, the southern expeditionary army still hadn't advanced an inch. The ruler was growing anxious. War cost money, after all, and the money Fang Zhiyi made was supposedly used to subsidize military pay; the ruler himself had received no substantial benefits.
Soon, the ruler of the Mang Kingdom decided to make a southern tour. He wanted to meet Fang Zhiyi, this puppet emperor, and also Teng Shuchang. He was genuinely curious about this thing called a bank. If Fang Zhiyi was willing to abdicate, he could legitimately incorporate half of the Li Kingdom's territory under the rule of the Great Mang. As for the remnants in the south, they could be slowly encroached upon later.
Upon hearing the news, Grand Commandant Yi and his faction did not panic too much. After all, Teng Shuchang killing people was a fact, and he had killed commoners. Moreover, they had already colluded with the military brass to prepare evidence against Teng Shuchang.
The only problem was that Fang Zhiyi knew too much. Everyone here had taken a lot of money, much of which came from the bank's profits.
They felt a complex mix of emotions. They had made money just by eating, drinking, and having fun with Fang Zhiyi, but those good days would soon be over. However, no one said anything. After all, if the ruler gave the order, who would be crazy enough to object?
"When the time comes, do not let him speak. Just..." Grand Commandant Yi made a throat-slitting gesture.
"It's for the best if he dies. Considering how many bribes we've taken from him, only his death will put an end to all our troubles."
"Hehe, that emperor is still playing around every day like a fool."
"The ruler has ordered us to ensure his safety until his abdication. Do you understand?" the officials conspired.
"Understood! Rest assured, what the ruler wants is legitimacy, and what we want is for him to stay silent forever."
Fang Zhiyi seemed to know something as well. He had dismissed all the idle staff in his courtyard early on. Only Dexiang refused to leave, but Fang Zhiyi handed him a letter. Dexiang was one of the few eunuchs who could read. After reading the letter, he knelt before Fang Zhiyi for a long time, wiping his tears, before finally leaving.
It was after this day that many spies once again surrounded Fang Zhiyi, watching his every move.
Everyone knew that the ruler wanted Fang Zhiyi to abdicate legitimately, so nothing could happen to him.
On the day the sun slowly rose, Fang Zhiyi once again donned his dragon robes and sat properly upon the dragon throne.
He glanced at the spot where Xie Wanyuan was supposed to be, but someone else was already standing there. It was Fang Zhiyi himself who had spoken to Grand Commandant Yi about it. When Grand Commandant Yi heard that Xie Wanyuan had disrespected the God of Wealth, he immediately drove Xie's entire family out of the capital.
As the drum music played, a group of people slowly walked into the grand hall.
Fang Zhiyi looked down from his high vantage point at the ruler of the Mang Dynasty. The original owner had met him too; back then, the ruler's face was full of contempt.
Of course, it was still contemptuous now, but mingled with curiosity.
"Fang Zhiyi, as agreed, hurry up and come down," Grand Commandant Yi urged in a low voice.
Fang Zhiyi stood up immediately, seeming impatient to get down. The officials were already familiar with his mindset, and some couldn't help but laugh. Sitting on the dragon throne was like torture for this guy.
The guards beside the ruler stepped forward, and Fang Zhiyi instantly froze in place, as if frightened.
The ruler smiled and waved the guards back. "You must be the Emperor of the Li Kingdom, Fang Zhiyi?"
Fang Zhiyi wore a respectful expression. "Yes, yes. Greetings, Ruler."
There were still people from the Li Kingdom among the officials. Their eyes were full of disdain. How could such a person become emperor?
"Today, my Mang Dynasty and the Li Kingdom can become one..." The ruler began his speech.
Fang Zhiyi bowed and scraped as he walked forward. Many people watched this scene; some were heartbroken, some enjoyed the spectacle, some were excited, but even more were worried. They were afraid Fang Zhiyi would blurt out their secrets.
Only Fang Zhiyi was counting in his heart. Five steps, four steps, three steps...
He suddenly raised his head. The fawning look vanished from his eyes, replaced by a completely different emotion.
"Finally... you fell for it..."
Looking at him, the ruler of the Mang Dynasty suddenly had a bad premonition, but he hadn't finished speaking: "The culture of my Mang Dynasty and the people of the Li Kingdom..."
Fang Zhiyi erupted with a speed no one had ever seen from him before. His hand formed a claw, and in an instant, it clamped onto the throat of the Mang Dynasty's ruler. "Well said. Don't say it next time."
With a mere squeeze, the ruler's pupils instantly flooded with blood. By the time the guards rushed forward, he had already collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
The sudden turn of events left everyone dumbfounded with shock.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
agon king storylines. At the start, I obtained the "Ultimate Lackey System" - the more I act as a lackey, the stronger I become. What else could I do? I chose to become the personal henchman of the ultimate villain, Su Muwan. I provoke all sorts of chosen ones, snatch away their opportunities, and commit every evil deed imaginable. You ask who's behind me? Hmph! You're not worthy of knowing my lady's name! ...... ....... I am Su Muwan, the eldest daughter of the Su family. Since childhood, I've possessed extraordinary talent in martial arts, which led to my arrogant and domineering personality in my past life. I was even foolish enough to repeatedly challenge those favored by heaven, ultimately resulting in a tragic death. In this life, I must behave and absolutely cannot walk the same path again!! However... SLAP!! "So you're the Dragon King, huh?!" When I saw my little lackey swagger over and viciously slap the Dragon King who was hiding his identity, I felt my heart sink. Su Muwan's suspended heart finally died as she watched Qin Luo, her utterly loyal lackey, standing before her. She fainted on the spot from shock. Heaven is determined to destroy me!! (Pure love 1v1, light-hearted, no angst, single female lead, villain, reincarnation, lackey)
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
