I'm Just a Martial Artist. Don't Give Me That Bullshit About Rules

Five thousand years of history have forged the spirit of the people of Huaguo.

They are brave, fearless, passionate, and resilient.

Whether peddlers and laborers or cart drivers and street vendors, they all have a simple sense of morality and justice.

Debts must be repaid, and murderers must pay with their lives. These are plain truths that strike straight to the heart.

At the age of seven, Zhang Jianjun watched his mother get beaten to death by a man from their village during a dispute over water for irrigation. A vast fury built up within him.

He did his best to suppress his indignation, studied hard, entered the workforce, and became just another atom drifting through a big city.

Then, at a team gathering, his supervisor forced him to drink, and Zhang Jianjun smashed a bottle over the man's head.

The System activated.

At last, Zhang Jianjun could do what he had always wanted to do.

Rules are nothing but tools to restrain the weak.

Can a grudge from nine generations ago still be avenged?

Even after a hundred generations!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.