Within a room, a male calmly sat next to a mattress with a tinge of seriousness.

However, deep down, he was distressed.

"Three days, I can't return anymore."

Lin Fan's mind was a mess; he remembered that before this, he was still at the subway station.

Within the subway, there was an unhappy situation that occurred where he fought with two brutes. He was really strong and used Wing Chun; however, in just three seconds, two huge sandbag sized fists struck him. With a "Peng", he felt nothing after that.

When he opened his eyes, he was here.

At the start, he thought that it was a prank.

However, one had to know their own situation and status.

People like him, who were so normal they couldn't even be considered a passerby, wouldn't have anyone pranking them.

The furniture in the house was all made of a deep red wood; the air was also fragrant.

Everything seems really expensive.

Today was the third day.

The moment he arrived here, he didn't dare run around. He was not sure about anything, and he also didn't know where he was.

"A little messed up, didn't novels say that when one transmigrates one would receive memories?"

Lin Fan scratched his head and was really worried and annoyed.

He came to the front of a mirror.

It was really clear.

He had looked many times, and he looked exactly the same except his hair was longer.

He didn't even know whether he had transmigrated or teleported.

Different worlds definitely had two similar people, but the current situation was a little awkward.

Suddenly, Lin Fan pulled up the clothes on his left arm. When he saw the wounds and scars on his bicep, he was stunned.

"This is my original body!"

He didn't dare believe it.

How did this happen?

Each person's left bicep would have a mark from vaccinations, it is hard to remove it at all during one's life.

He calmed himself down.

"Forget it, I have come here peacefully. Who have I been afraid of? It is just an alien world, no problem."

After hiding for three days, he didn't want to hide anymore and walked out of the door to take a look at this foreign world.

However, where was his golden finger?

Without any benefits, how was he going to spend time in this world? He was having such a bad time on Earth so could there be changes in a different place?

Lin Fan sank into deep thought.

He still didn't believe what was happening.

"There should be changes."

He did not think about all that, as an ambitious teen, even if he was in a foreign environment, he had to be confident and take the first step out.

He pushed the door and walked out.

It was a huge courtyard, with fake mountains and flowers.

The home of a rich person.

"It seems like I am lucky; in this foreign world I should be from a rich family." Lin Fan was satisfied with his current state.

In the past, he couldn't understand how rich people lived, but now he should be one.

Could he enjoy the wealth?

He headed out of the door and left the courtyard.

He had been thinking about a problem.

He should be a young master, but he didn't see a single servant in the past three days.

No one even sent him any meals.

He was really hungry, but due to his fear of the foreign environment, he starved for those three days. However, luckily there were some snacks that filled his stomach.

At that moment, a servant walked over. When he saw Lin Fan, his expression was weird as he said respectfully, "Young Master, why are you out?"

Lin Fan acknowledged him.

Wait, what?

Since he acknowledges me as Young Master, then who would care if I came out?

To not let anyone feel uncomfortable, he knew that he had to speak less.

The servant lowered his head and found it weird.

Young Master was different from usual.

But he didn't dare to ask more.

Lin Fan coughed softly and cleared his throat, acting like a young master, "Walk around with me."

The servant wanted to remind him of something, but he knew his personality and that it would be useless even if he said it. He would even make him unhappy, as such, he could only follow along.

This place was too foreign.

He had to bring someone just in case.

Turning the corner, Lin Fan was stunned. He halted and nearly smacked into someone.

Just as he wanted to use his identity to holler, who is blind to not know who I am?

This shout was something he didn't have the right to say in the past.

However, forget it.

Low profile.

Lin Fan raised his head and saw that the person in front of him was a strong male. He was majestic and really young.

There were many people who looked at Lin Fan.

In a narrow road, the courageous win.

Lin Fan noticed that the gaze the guy had towards him was weird like he wasn't a subordinate but someone of a certain position.

However, even if he had a high status, how could he compare to him?

The male behind him shook his head and laughed bitterly.

Just at that moment, everyone opened their mouths in shock.

Lin Fan raised his hand and patted the male's shoulder, "Brother, can you help me out?"

He asked really politely.

Although he didn't know who it was, he looked very young so he might even be a blood brother or even a relative.

It shouldn't be wrong to call him brother.

"Old Master." The servant that followed Lin Fan held some silver in his hands. The young master wanted to go out to play, but he had no money so he went to get some. When he saw young master and old master bumping into one another, he headed over and he nearly lost his soul.

That voice calling out "Old Master" caused Lin Fan to be frightened.

What?

Please make it clear.

Is this a joke? This person whose age was similar to him was actually his father.

Did that mean I am his son?

"Scoff! "

The male scoffed angrily, "Servant, you are very bold to bring my son out to play, very bold indeed."

His voice was like thunder, like that of a wild beast roaring.

It was really loud.

Putong!

The servant knelt on the ground, his face turned white from fear like there was no blood at all.

"Men, drag him out and beat him to death." The male ordered solemnly.

"Old Master, I won't dare to in the future." The servant was so afraid he nearly wet his pants. He kowtowed, his skin broke and fresh blood dyed the brick.

Lin Fan was stunned.

What kind of Family Head was this arrogant, treating the lives of his servants like this?

Looking at the expressions of the people around, it was like they were used to it, like beating servants to death was really normal.

After which, two muscular guards walked out. Looking at this pitiful servant being pulled away, Lin Fan had to intervene.

"Stop."

He stepped out, reaching out and blocking the two of them.

With his size, if not for him being the young master, the two guards would be able to beat him to death with two fists.

"I did it so it is my responsibility. I was the one who came out myself so it has nothing to do with him. Punish me if you need."

Lin Fan was a person with a sense of righteousness if not he wouldn't have been punched by those two brutes into the subway until he appeared here.

Of course, no matter what happens, since I am the young master, you can't do much to me, right?

The servant who knelt on the floor raised his head, his tears covered his entire face.

He looked towards the young master in disbelief.

He didn't expect that young master would actually speak for him at that moment.

Gratitude.

As a servant, his life was as thin as paper and it wasn't worth anything.

People often used the lives of servants to build prestige and to give their masters a chance to turn matters into nothingness.

As for them as servants, they would be forgotten just like that. Those better once would have straw wrapped around their bodies, the worse ones would have their corpses thrown into the wilderness with no one asking questions at all.

"Congratulations for activating the small support system."

A sound rose up in his mind.

Was this his golden finger?

Lin Fan, who was addicted to novels, just closing his eyes and he could say thousands of different scenarios.

If he really talked about novels with you, one case of beer and he could make you hate novels forever.

Since the scenarios and plots were already revealed, what is the point of reading them?

Very quickly, Lin Fan came to his senses and he saw things that weren't there before.

Several lines of data attracted his attention.

Lin Fan.

Physique: 9

Internal Strength: 0

Heart Cultivation: Nil

Cultivation Technique: Nil

Rage Points: 10

It was a little confusing.

Lin Fan didn't understand it. The plot armor was activated just like that, and what was this rage value?

Was it?

He thought about a possibility.

"HAHAHAH! Brother Lin, your son really is charismatic." A middle-aged man standing at the side laughed.

His clothing was really grand and beautiful, like that of an important person.

To prove the truth, he directly spoke up, "Aren't you talking nonsense? Of course, I have charisma."

The rage points value jumped.

From 10 to 30 points.

Lin Fan understood immediately and knew that this was the key.

Just a little increase and he understood.

However, his father was very angry with him, but that only added 10 points while this unknown person gave him 20.

Or was he so useless that his father gave up on him?

That was possible.

"Brat, how can you speak to Old Master Yuan. Have you cultivated the Vengeful Tiger Blade Technique I told you to?" Lin Wanyi scolded.

Old Master Yuan's face changed slightly like he was enraged.

However, he still smiled.

"It is okay, it is okay, your son is a direct person. I don't blame him, I don't blame him."

Lin Fan already knew his own status and position.

Although he didn't know what was going on.

But just because he was his son, he had nothing to fear, could he chop him to death from rage?

Wait, cultivation method?

What kind of world is this?

Was it a Wuxia one?

Calm down, he had to calm down and not panic.

"No." Lin Fan replied.

"Rage +5."

There was such a small addition, did he really give up on him?

His heart was long in despair.

He had no hopes for him?

Lin Wanyi calmed his rage, "Why didn't you cultivate? "

Towards this problem, Lin Fan really didn't know how to reply. Cultivate what? At least he had to give him a cultivation technique.

Who knew where his son threw it to.

"I don't know where it went." Lin Fan replied honestly, that was the truth.

Lin Wanyi's chest movement was a little huge, he couldn't calm himself down anymore, 'Scram."

"Okay, I will scram now."

Before Lin Wanyi said anymore, he pulled the servant on the floor and ran.

"Rage +100."

Lin Fan, who already fled into the distance, found it weird.

He received a hundred points just like that?

Lin Wanyi's face turned green, this son, he really is a brat.

He shook his head and sighed, his heart was filled with sadness.

What was going to happen in the future?

Old Master Yuan consoled him, in his heart he was delighted. As expected from the rumors.