I was a 20-year-old civil services exam crammer working part-time to make ends meet. While making deliveries in the middle of the night, I was knocked out by a speeding car. I have a strong memory of dying prematurely due to a hit-and-run.
“…Am I Jo Hwi?”
Before I knew it, I became the second son of the collapsing ‘Jo Clan Ironworks.’ A clan that has no authority at all, let alone the power to carry out their operations. All it has is an astronomical debt that can wipe out the entire clan. However, it has one trick up its sleeve… Something this world has never experienced.
“Father, please let me inherit the Jo Clan’s Ironworks.”
Utilizing the knowledge and experience of a civil services exam crammer, the success story of a modern man in the Central Plain’s Martial world begins now!!!
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