"How could this happen!?"
Fu Shikang clutched his chest, feeling a little short of breath.
He had thought he controlled everything and could restore his ancestors' glory. Who could have guessed it had all been a scam?
"Patriarch, be careful!"
The people behind him hurried to support him.
"I... Pfft!!" ??
Fu Shikang still couldn't hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
Even now, he couldn't understand how he'd ended up in this situation. Before investing, he'd done his homework, and there hadn't been a single flaw in all the favorable news!
"Patriarch!!"
The others immediately panicked and hurried to support him.
"He's back!"
Unlike the others, whose hearts had been dealt a heavy blow, Liu Ru Yan stared at Yuan in sheer terror.
Although Qin Feng had given Yuan a cartoon makeover, she recognized him at a glance. Not only was his name the same as in her previous life, but his appearance was exactly the same, too.
"No, impossible. He's already dead!"
The panic on Ji Boda's face was impossible to hide. He was utterly flustered.
Back then, he and Liu Ru Yan had watched Yuan breathe his last with their own eyes. They had even cut open his chest with their own hands and absorbed his Immortal King origin. Not even a wisp of his Primordial Spirit had escaped.
"Ah!!"
Fu Shikang shoved his subordinates away with a twisted expression and let out a roar. Then he angrily struck the altar with his palm.
Rumble!!
The altar was blasted into pieces, the deafening boom echoing across heaven and earth.
"Damn you, bastard!!"
Everyone came to their senses and flew into a rage.
Not only had he stolen all their money, but afterward he'd sung a song to humiliate them. It was