As long as you are strong enough, any power must bow before you, including the supreme imperial authority.

But still, transmigrating to this world is one thing, but of all people to possess, it had to be such an unlucky guy.

The only thing that satisfied William Clark was that this guy was also called William Clark, full name 'William Grant'.

William Grant, fifteen years old.

A non-family disciple of the Li family in Qingfeng Town.

His mother, 'Grace Thompson', is the ninth elder of the Li family.

His father... in his memories, there was never a father.

A single-parent family?

At least he had a loving mother; in his previous life, he was an orphan with neither father nor mother.

While merging with these unfamiliar memories, William Clark also learned the reason why William Grant was lying in bed, gravely injured.

Early this morning, the seventh elder's youngest son, 'Andrew Thompson', called William Grant a bastard with a mother but no father.

William Grant was furious and got into a fight with Andrew Thompson...

But, having not even completed body tempering, how could he be a match for Andrew Thompson, who was at the second level of body tempering? He was directly and severely injured by Andrew Thompson, left on the verge of death.

Just as William Grant took his last breath, he, from Earth, received everything of William Grant.

Including William Grant's body and memories.

Useless, so useless!

"Forget it, I can't be bothered to scold you... Rest in peace, I'll take good care of your mother for you from now on."

After merging all the unfamiliar memories, William Clark sighed inwardly.

He knew that from this moment on, he would integrate into this unfamiliar world as William Grant.

From now on, he was William Grant, and William Grant was him.

Hmph!

If it weren't for being betrayed by that guy, I would still be living a good life on Earth.

No shortage of beauties, no shortage of money.

"Madam, the head of the family sent someone to deliver the medicine."

A voice sounded in his ear, and William Grant looked up.

A maid hurried in from outside, handing an exquisite box to Grace Thompson.

The box was opened.

Immediately, the fragrance of medicine wafted out.

"Tian'er, come, take the pill, and mother will heal your wounds."

Grace Thompson took out a pitch-black pill from inside and brought it to William Grant's mouth.

Is this a pill?

Smells pretty good.

Taking a deep breath, William Grant opened his mouth and swallowed the pill.

The pill melted instantly, turning into a warm current that entered his body.

Then, William Grant saw—

Grace Thompson placed her hand on his chest...

A stream of icy energy entered his body, dissolving the warm current from the pill and healing his injuries.

Is this 'yuan force'?

It does seem a bit similar to the inner force from his previous life.

An hour later, Grace Thompson withdrew her hand.

William Grant found that most of the soreness in his body had disappeared, and he felt no burden at all.

He was shocked.

Was the pill he just took some kind of miraculous elixir?

At this moment, William Grant noticed that Grace Thompson's face was pale, and sweat was beading on her forehead—obviously, she had expended a great deal of yuan force to heal him.

"Mother, are you alright?"

William Grant felt a warmth in his heart.

That word 'mother' came out naturally, without any awkwardness.

"Mother's fine, just needs a little rest."

Grace Thompson smiled and shook her head.

For her son, expending this bit of yuan force was nothing.

"Madam, the head of the family sent someone to ask if Young Master Andrew can be released now? He and the seventh elder are still waiting in the punishment yard."

Half an hour later, the maid entered the room again and spoke softly.

"Release? Go tell the person sent by the head of the family that I will handle this matter personally."

The kindness on Grace Thompson's face vanished, replaced by a cold expression.

William Grant was moved.

He hadn't expected this beautiful mother to be so protective...

"Mother, what kind of pill did you just give me? I feel like my injuries are almost healed."

William Grant got out of bed, stretching his body slightly.

"Silly child, that was an 'Eighth Grade Golden Wound Pill.'"

Grace Thompson said with a smile.

Eighth Grade Golden Wound Pill!

William Grant searched through those unfamiliar memories in his mind...

It turned out that even in the Li family of Qingfeng Town, there were only two of these Eighth Grade Golden Wound Pills, and now one had been used on him, a non-family disciple.

Clearly, his mother held a high status in the Li family.

"Tian'er, the head of the family is still waiting. Let's go."

Grace Thompson took William Grant to a spacious courtyard in the Li family estate.

The large courtyard was sparsely furnished with some instruments of punishment...

This was the place where the Li family enforced family law.

The punishment yard!

It was noon, and the sun was blazing overhead.

The area around the punishment yard was packed with people—all Li family disciples there to watch the commotion.

In the courtyard, a young man was tied to a punishment post, being baked by the sun, with two middle-aged men standing nearby.

The cross-eyed middle-aged man on the right, seeing William Grant and his mother, looked furious.

"William Grant is here too... The family's treasured Eighth Grade Golden Wound Pill is really effective!"

"Yeah, I saw William Grant when he was carried back—half dead. Now, after taking the Eighth Grade Golden Wound Pill, he's lively again."