The Hated Real Young Master, Bound to a Daddy-Finding System

1. Xi Che transmigrated into a book and became the real young master in a political intrigue novel, disliked by everyone, with parents who didn't love him.

The fake young master had all the affection and sat securely in the heir's seat at the marquis's manor.

But Xi Che was mocked as a useless fool who had nothing but the right bloodline and couldn't even read a single character.

After reading the original plot, Xi Che clicked his tongue. "A disastrous start?"

What if his golden finger was a System for recognizing fathers?

Xi Che tapped the table with a fingertip, the corner of his lips lifting into a meaningful smile.

2. And so...

While the fake young master ran around, exhausting himself and plastering on smiles to win the favor of a famous teacher,

Xi Che sat in the quiet courtyard of the Imperial Academy's Director, sipping tea and discussing the Dao with his adoptive father.

While the fake young master celebrated after earning his first pot of gold from a bookshop,

Xi Che sat aboard the first great merchant's ocean-going ship, drinking and chatting with his adoptive father, happily accepting a whole shipload of rare treasures.

While the fake young master stayed up late reading The Art of War, his eyes bloodshot from exhaustion,

Xi Che was in the Duke Who Guards the Nation's command tent, gaming out battle plans with his adoptive father and discussing military strategy.

While the fake heir lorded it over everyone in the marquis's manor, using his status to bully his rivals,

Xi Che leaned against the rosewood desk of the Grand Secretary, watching as his adoptive father polished documents for him.

3. One day, a banquet brought together all the powerful and influential.

In front of everyone, several bigwigs whose every stomp could shake the capital began arguing until their faces turned red, nearly bringing the roof down, all to claim the title of Xi Che's number-one adoptive father!

The hall fell deathly silent, save for the powerful men's thunderous shouts:

"It's obviously me whom Che'er respects most!"

"Nonsense! Che'er was drinking tea with me just yesterday!"

In an instant, countless gazes, shocked, envious, or disdainful, swept like knives toward the corner.

The marquis's family went deathly pale. The fake young master swayed, while Xi Che's birth parents were overcome with regret.

Xi Che sat at the head of the table and smiled, shaking his head.

Ah, a life of winning by finding adoptive fathers really is so plain, so simple, and so lonely.

Theme: You tell me.