Summary
It’s bad enough that I suddenly woke up inside a martial arts novel.
According to the original story, I was supposed to be born with a golden spoon in my mouth.
But my situation feels more like a gold-plated spoon.
“What kind of family treats their direct heir worse than a servant? Does that even make sense?”
I thought about quietly leaving this terrible household.
I still had some inheritance from my late parents, so I planned to avoid my uncles’ harassment and live a long, low-profile life.
But then—
“If you touch my people, that changes things.”
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
They were trying to push me out because of the position of Young Master of the Geumrin Merchant Guild?
“Fine. I’ll take that position myself.”
To get revenge on my uncles who kept provoking me, I decided to become the heir of the merchant guild.
Using knowledge from the original novel, I started making moves.
But then—
“Wait… I’m actually really good at this?”
The river bandits of the Yangtze and the Green Forest outlaws who demanded tolls?
I “negotiated” with them using strength.
“Hey! You shameless brat! Are you trying to starve us to death?!”
I cleaned up the black market while dealing with unorthodox factions, gaining useful goods and valuable information.
“The Prince’s estate is requesting more trades. Even martial sects beyond the borders have contacted us. What exactly did you do?”
As I successfully closed more and more deals, even my grandfather—who used to ignore me—started paying close attention.
“If you’re curious, pay up. Nothing in this world is free.”
People called Geum Seolha an even worse money-grubber than her grandfather.
But—
“I have more things to protect now. What choice do I have?”
Thinking about the bloody chaos that happens in the original story, no amount of money would ever be enough.
And in the middle of all that—
“You took me in. So take responsibility.”
The person I raised carefully and then sent away has come back… and now he’s following me around.
You weren’t this obedient and gentle before.
“Whatever.”
First, I’ll fix this messed-up original story.
Then I’ll think about everything else.
