The Lament of the Black-Robed Emperor

Don't worry, come in, brothers, you won't regret it! A treasure in urban fiction! (It's so real that it's not a cool article, read some chapters quickly, no special powers) Many people ask me what is Jianghu. I don't know how to answer, but the rusty wheelchair that my elder brother is sitting in always flashes in my mind, and the pair of legs without soles in front of the wheelchair. He is my eldest brother, the last king of the Jianghu before the crackdown on gangs and evil in the provincial capital at the beginning of the 21st century when the economy took off. This is just an ordinary story from the past. All the characters in the story have pseudonyms. I saw him building a tall building, entertaining guests, and losing both of his feet. I regret so much that I cast my eldest brother's Luofengpo.