(A small chapter dedicated to the new MC. Before introducing him, I wish to show how much sympathy and pity he needs, as well as his character.)
In a small wooden hut, there was minimal furniture: a blanket laid out on the cold ground, a small wooden study desk, and a small shelf beside the desk filled with some books.
A young man shivered as he woke up with a jolt, scanning his surroundings, confused.
"Wasn't I just returning from work to home? Where the heck am I?" He grabbed his head.
An intense headache made him writhe in pain. He squirmed painfully before panting heavily, looking at the wooden ceiling and sweating profusely.
"No way…I…I transmigrated!" The young man exclaimed.
His expression turned bitter. "How come I only inherited half of the memories, and all of them are plain worst!" he grumbled.
"Lin Cheng. 17 years old this year. Illegitimate son of Wu Wutan, an overlord of Xiecheng City, head of the Wu family," he reminisced.
