The Ancestor of the Mystical Sect Has Her Mind Read, and the Whole Clan Becomes Obsessed with Playing the Villain

Li Jidao’s soul transmigrated into another body.

The original owner was a little fool, unable to speak properly or walk well, and hated by everyone.

“Mother, that scumbag father’s former wife is still alive and living in the other residence. Once he rises to power, they’ll kill you to spice up their love story!”

Her mother: …Time to fight back.

“Father, you’re the only legitimate son, but your stepmother switched your identities and made you a bastard son. And you’re still eager to act like a dutiful son to the murderer who killed your mother. Tsk!”

Her scumbag father: …Who wants to be a dutiful son, anyway?

“Grandson! You had the most gruesome death in the whole clan. They flayed you with three thousand cuts, hung your head on the city wall for ten years, and even I, your beloved ancestor, was killed by the emperor!”

The clan leader: …They killed our ancestor?

Everyone, put your work aside. Let’s start a rebellion first.

Li Jidao sat back and watched the drama unfold, never realizing that her whole family could hear her inner thoughts loud and clear. The relatives who had once despised her now treasured her, and before she had even figured out how to avenge herself, her clansmen had already finished embroidering her imperial robe.