Tang San Imprisoned, His Reputation as an Ungrateful Wretch Spreads Across the Heaven Soul Imperial Capital

In a dark, damp dungeon.

Raindrops seeped through the gaps in the prison, dripping inside and dampening the dry weeds spread across the cell floor.

Tang San lay miserably on the weeds, tossing and turning. Through a crude window high in the wall, barred with four thick iron rods, the bright moon hung in the sky. Faint moonlight spilled into the cell, illuminating his dark, inscrutable face...

Just a few days earlier.

He had boarded a carriage bound for the Sun Moon Empire.

Everything had been going smoothly. He had been eating hot pot and singing songs, waiting to reach the Sun Moon Empire, get a free martial soul awakening, then enroll in a school and milk it for resources to tide him through the early stages before joining Shrek Academy before he turned thirteen... But just as he lost himself in those rosy dreams, a squad of fierce-looking soldiers suddenly appeared and stopped them.

Only after asking around did the carriage driver learn that they were rigorously screening travelers to root out spies from the Holy Spirit Cult!

Security at the border had suddenly tightened, with strict checks on documents, identities, and everything else.

But in the entire convoy, he was the only one without identification!

The original owner of his body had been an orphan who wandered Heaven Dou City, surviving on charity from passersby. After Tie Niu and his wife took him in, they had eagerly wanted to get him identification and register him under their household, but Tang San had kept refusing. Who the fuck wants to be their son? Calling you Uncle is already an enormous honor! And so, despite Tie Niu bringing it up several times, Tang San had flatly refused every time.

Who could have imagined that this very thing would land him