Fortunately, I was born in Jiangnan. The mist and rain are hazy, the bridges are flowing, and the eyes are full of gentle wind and moon. The world is picturesque; unfortunately, I live in the south of the Yangtze River. Beneath the gentleness, the light of swords and shadows, and the undercurrent surging deep in the city.
In 2000, the old era came to an end and a new world emerged. As a low-level gangster in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai, I will record everything I see, about grudges, about friendship, about revenge...
