The Prince Regent of the Great Qing: A Modern Comeback

I, the Regent of the Great Qing, have become a useless rich kid sent to a conversion camp.

They call me a feudal relic and try to “reform” me with electroshock therapy.

What a joke. They think they can outplay me at court intrigue?

On day one, I used the Comprehensive Mirror in Aid of Governance to debate the psychology tutor until he questioned his own life, then turned his star student against him.

By the end of the first week, I had transformed that hellish conversion camp into my “Regent’s Residence.” The instructors were my household slaves, and the students were my Eight Banners iron cavalry.

A month in, the principal flew into a rage and tried to expel me. I kicked open the boardroom doors and called in a sleeper agent from my past life, now a financial titan.

“Someone,” I said from the head of the table, looking down at the foreign directors, “buy this barbarian land for me!”

They think the game is over? No. My counterattack against the modern-day wealthy elite has only just begun.