My father, the emperor, was a transmigrator, because I could hear his inner thoughts.
[Is this the mad villain of the future? He's so skinny and frail, like a little chick. People bully him this badly, and he doesn't even know how to fight back...]
[Forget it. I'll be the one to save him. My son must never become a stepping stone for someone else. He can only be the protagonist.]
From then on, he really did treat me well. He personally taught me poetry, etiquette, horsemanship, and archery, and showed me how a gentleman could cultivate himself and nurture a noble spirit.
He said that as a man, only by witnessing the grandeur of the land and understanding the hardships of ordinary people could one understand what it meant to be a ruler.
But later, everything changed.
I could no longer hear his thoughts, and his gaze was filled with loathing whenever he looked at me. He even said I was malicious and threatened to drive me out of the capital...
