Chosen by the Gods: Seeing Through Every Golden Finger from the Start

I transmigrated to Godchosen City and awakened the rarest, yet least combat-capable, first-tier conceptual ability: Insight.

Others hide their golden fingers for fear of being found out. I see through every last trump card at a glance.

To me, hunters are all easy pickings.

But on the day I left the city, the top entry on the bounty board read:

A huge reward for the first-tier conceptual golden finger.

They want to hunt me?

Then let's see who hunts whom.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.