A hundred years ago, Li Jie, the best man in the world, passed away suddenly after leaving his last words: "Live a life of charity." A hundred years later, he unexpectedly awakened in the body of a fifteen-year-old boy named Li Zhenping - this descendant who suffered from madness was the youngest son of his Li family village.
I thought I could restore the family's glory, but found that Lijiazhuang had completely declined and was ridiculed as "no family village" by the world. The mountains of treasures in the past have disappeared, leaving only the manor overgrown with grass and two brothers who were emaciated into skeletons. What's even more ironic is that all this happened because his descendants faithfully followed his last words: continue to give alms until the family was completely devastated and heavily in debt.
On the first day of his awakening, the Huangsha Gang came to collect debts. The former No. 1 Person in the world, with a frail fifteen-year-old body, used a pair of chopsticks and a pig's knuckle to beat the shit out of dozens of warriors. Recruiting remnant soldiers, annexing casinos, and taking elixirs to reshape meridians - he wants to make this family that declined because of his own words stand on the top of the world again.
But when the two stupid white sweet brothers woke up, hugged him and cried, "My little brother is cured of his madness," Li Jie (or Li Zhenping) realized that the biggest obstacle to reviving the family may not be the gangs that are eyeing them, but these two "bone heroes" who would rather starve to death than continue to give alms...
