Transmigrated as a Prodigal Son, I Flee from the Start

Who could have had it worse than him?

After half a lifetime of hard work, he achieved financial freedom, only to die in his sleep.

He wakes up in an unknown dynasty, inhabiting the body of a wastrel.

He has no money to his name and is humiliated, nearly beaten to death.

He gives his tormentor a savage beating, then flees with a beautiful maid in tow.

He builds a business and connections all along the way, growing strong enough that no one dares bully him. And he settles every score that needs settling.