My Homeless Husband Is the Undying King

Vera, the heiress of the Whitman family, rescues a "vagrant" named Kane from an abandoned opera house and insists on marrying him. The news causes a city-wide uproar—her father is furious, her sister is scornful, and the city's elite await to see how this farce will end.

No one knows that this ragged man is actually an immortal king who has lived for three thousand years. He resurrects a renowned physician who died suddenly, cures all poisons with a drop of golden blood, and a "found tattered painting" turns out to be a Titian masterpiece lost for three hundred years, worth four hundred million. At his birthday banquet, he single-handedly silences all doubters: his second uncle poisons him to seize the inheritance, but he heals the old master; the Lord of Ten Thousand Poisons comes to question him, but he waves his hand and makes the other kneel and beg for mercy; the high priest of the Serpent Staff Society arrives menacingly,

but upon entering and seeing him, he immediately kneels.

However, the real crisis has only just begun. The ancient Serpent King broke free of its seal—it was this very serpent that tore Kane's soul apart years ago, leaving him destitute and forced to live as a guardian of the city's seal. The mastermind behind all this was the Klaus family, a century-old conglomerate that controlled the city's economic lifeline: they saw Kane as a mortal threat and were willing to sacrifice a hundred lives to release the Serpent King, using him as a tool to kill.

With his soul restored and his power surpassing its former glory, Kane shattered the Nine-Headed Serpent's shadow atop the manor, obliterating the Serpent King's soul and spirit. Then, three phone calls later, the city's banking, shipping, and military giants all came to his door, bowing in reverence—the Klaus family's century-old empire crumbled overnight, the entire clan kneeling in apology, and they were banished from the city.

Three thousand years of solitude, three thousand years of waiting. When everyone finally learned who this "vagrant" was, Kane simply took Vera's hand—as the church bells rang, white roses carpeted the streets, and the king, who had wandered for three thousand years, finally had a home.