As an Indian Master, My Family Lives by the Ganges River

The soul traveled through the magical Indian subcontinent and became a declining nobleman named Ali. There is the betrayal and theft of the tribesmen, the greed and calculation of the small town bankers, and the cruelty and hypocrisy of the upper caste village chief... Seeing that his family property could no longer be saved. Loyal servants and poor workers will soon become someone else's private property. What should I, the once noble Mr. Singh, do? ? They say Indians don't lie to Indians. Well, as the kind Mr. Singer, how could I lie to others? Then I can use an abacus to kill them... Okay?