After transmigrating to the Great Liang, the exceptionally talented illegitimate son Li Xian was repeatedly resented and bullied by his stepmother, Madam Cui, and her children.
Madam Cui: "An illegitimate son like you is no more than a faint firefly. How dare you presume to rival the sun and moon?"
Eldest Brother: "A worthless branch from a lowly family, with no status and no value. How dare you call me brother?"
Li Xian said nothing, remaining silent as ever.
Years later...
Madam Cui: "How has Li Xian been lately?"
Eldest Brother: "He spends all day listening to songs in brothels and chasing women. He's beyond saving."
Madam Cui: "Good, good. He's sunk into the abyss of his own accord, so I needn't dirty my hands."
Yet one day, when the winds and clouds converged, a dragon rose from the shallows. Once the winds and clouds were at his back, he transformed into a dragon.
Steward: "Madam, Eldest Young Master, this is terrible! That brat Li Xian is here to kill us!"
Madam Cui: "What are you panicking for? He's just a useless illegitimate son. Does he think he can turn the world upside down?"
Before long, a host of powerful figures from the capital came one after another to the gate. They included everyone from the first-rank Grand Secretary to lowly seventh-rank officials, as well as princes, princesses, and the Crown Prince.
Li Xian remained unfazed, his only response a cold laugh. "You poisonous shrew, I've come to settle the score!"