Ghost Exorciser: The Oust Fake Heiress Strikes - Chapter 387: Betrayal

Beneath the peaceful façade of the modern world, an undercurrent of shocking crimes roils in the underbelly of society.

Ye Qiu is a prodigy in the world of racing. Just as he’s about to claim his second championship, his car spins out of control, shattering everyone’s expectations.But no one knows the truth — the real culprit isn’t Ye, but the Car God System that’s fusing with him at that very moment.“No choice?”“You didn't merge with me sooner or later, but chose to during my final race. Wasn't it on purpose?”“Ahem, I really couldn't help it at the time,”

An engagement paper to lock one’s destiny. With her family facing financial difficulties, she marries into the family of the richest man in Qingzhou as his wife. Her Mother-In-Law’s doubtfulness; her husband’s childhood sweetheart; her mean elder sister-in-law; her narrow-minded younger sister-in-law… Being inferior, Sang Wan withdraws without a choice. As time passed, she ended up being lonely and died tragically.

Reborn on a sedan chair, how shall she proceed? Standing right at the cause of the tragedy when everything restarts, can she change her fate and find her beautiful melody?

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A weary historian dies and finds himself in a different world awakened in a life as the notorious young Duke of a southern state. His nation is weakened, his army underfed, and his neighbors revolve around his lands menacingly. No one believes his land is going to hold out until winter.But this newfound duke is no naive simpleton his enemies recollect. He carries with him the experience of centuries of war and empire, of starting and ending monarchies. From Caesar to Napoleon, from the Mongols to world wars, he has learned from each of them—and his strategy is to make history his very own arms.He organizes his smashed levies into well-trained formations, rebuilds his castles, and turns his villages into supply centers. Where others see defeat, he senses opportunity. As he triumphs, rumors spread: of a pennant red as winter snow that shall not go to ground, of a bloody duke who writes his name in gore and flame.Is he a savior who's constructing a new empire, or a tyrant who's going to bring the world to endless war?