The rise of the Ningyuan Group is a study in violence from the bottom up:
No inheritance, no connections, only blades, urine bottles, fake IDs, and a 2,000-yuan membership fee
No brotherhood, only the calculation of “be first to charge, be first to cover the retreat”
No redemption, only “legitimization” through offshore accounts and import-export companies
When Ningyuan finally takes a seat on Wei Jialuo’s leather sofa and puts on those dazzling sunglasses, he remembers the unlocked gate in the courtyard of a farmhouse in the south. It once offered them warmth. They brushed off the dust, closed it gently, and never looked back.
