Ethan Morris Brooks, currently sixteen years old, is the only direct descendant of the younger generation of the Jun family in the Tianxiang Empire! A super spoiled brat who idles about, shirks work, indulges in pleasure, and is a complete scourge to others! Simply put, a textbook parasite whose very existence is utterly worthless!

This is the basic information about the new identity that Ethan Brooks has transmigrated into.

No wonder you ended up being possessed by me. My nickname is Evil Lord, and my name is Ethan Brooks, while you’re called Mo Xie; isn’t that a natural clash? You really can’t complain.

He roughly recalled in his mind the past deeds of this David Brooks, and Ethan Brooks sighed. If this kind of scum existed in his previous life, he would have been a target for his own assassination. Of all the people he could have possessed, it had to be such a trash character—truly, fate works in mysterious ways. People often say that in Buddhism, karma is real: if you kill too many pigs in this life, you’ll be reincarnated as a pig in the next. That actually makes a lot of sense, considering how many spoiled brats and villains he killed in his previous life!

The spoiled brat’s grandfather, William Brooks, is the Empire’s Grand Duke of Blood Orchid and also the top authority in the military. His father, Henry Brooks, was once a great general of the Empire, who died in battle ten years ago. His mother passed away from grief nine years ago. His two older brothers, Edward Brooks and Charles Brooks, both died heroically in a great war three years ago!

There’s also an uncle, Samuel Brooks, who was gravely injured in the same great war ten years ago. Though he survived, he’s been paralyzed from the waist down ever since...

Such a huge family, truly a household of loyal martyrs, but it has now fallen to the point of almost dying out! Only Ethan Morris Brooks remains as the sole heir, and now he’s been possessed by Ethan Brooks. Fortunately, the body still belongs to the Jun family, so if Ethan Brooks has a son in the future, he’ll theoretically still be of Jun blood. That could be considered a small blessing from heaven for the Jun family...

Since fate has arranged it so, and since we both share the surname Jun, this great assassin will reluctantly live this life for you. Ethan Brooks curled his lips and shrugged. Honestly, I really don’t want to—this lousy body, this ruined reputation, how much scolding will I have to endure! (Voiceover: Ethan Morris Brooks’s drifting soul is shouting in grief and anger: I want it even less! You ungrateful bastard, taking advantage and still complaining...)

Pushing open the door, Ethan Brooks stepped out, sunlight flooding the ground. Gazing at the brilliant sunlight for a moment, Ethan Brooks sighed. The sun is still the same sun, but I am no longer myself. Ethan Morris Brooks will never be Ethan Brooks!

But my heart is still the heart of the Evil Lord! So what if it’s another world?!

At the door stood two maidservants, who bowed and said, “Good morning, young master.”

Ethan Brooks nodded indifferently, glanced at the other four maidservants busy not far away, then looked at those beside him, and couldn’t help but shake his head.

Look at these people around me—other young masters are attended by beautiful, charming girls, but all I have are a bunch of aunties, and the only bit of brightness is a little loli about eleven or twelve! From what I recall, this seems to be the arrangement of my domineering grandfather. All these maids have one thing in common: they’re very healthy and very sturdy. Just look at those legs—like wooden poles...

“What are they doing?” He lifted his head and pointed his chin at the maids in the distance, Ethan Brooks asked.

“They... are helping young master feed the birds, dogs, and those fighting beasts...” The older maid replied, head lowered, a bit timid.

“Oh?” Ethan Brooks strolled over. Indeed, it was quite a display—seven or eight birdcages hung neatly on the flower rack, with birds of various colors hopping lively inside. Not far away, several big dogs lay with their tongues out, all fat and well-fed. Further away, the clear chirping of crickets came from a few small bamboo tubes, apparently rare and fierce fighting breeds...

Hmm, the original young master really had a wide range of hobbies. In a cage nearby, there were even two colorful, hissing venomous snakes.

Looking at all this with disgust, Ethan Brooks frowned: “Find someone later to sell whatever can be sold, and throw out the rest! Or just kill them and eat the meat! Don’t leave this stuff here to disgust people—this is a place for people to live, not a zoo!”

Huh?!

As soon as he said this, the six maids and the little loli following Ethan Brooks all stared wide-eyed! They looked up at their young master in disbelief. For a moment, the same thought flashed through all seven minds: What kind of madness is the young master up to today? You spent a fortune buying all these, and you’ve always treated them like treasures! Throw them out today? Buy them again tomorrow?!

“Uh, don’t sell those two snakes. I’ll stew them for soup when I get back.” After walking a few steps, Ethan Brooks said without even turning his head.

Collective speechlessness!

Passing through a garden, several pavilions, a training ground, then circling a large fish pond, and walking along a tree-lined path for almost half an hour, he finally arrived at Mr. Brooks’s residence. Only then did Ethan Brooks realize that his own house and Mr. Brooks’s were situated at the southernmost and northernmost ends, and even in a straight line, they were at least five or six li apart!

It seems this family really is huge! If he remembered correctly, this should be the capital of the country, and to own a mansion covering dozens of acres in the capital—besides the imperial palace, there probably aren’t many families who could manage that.