When he was thirteen years old, Li Cheng was pushed to the ground and beaten. He has no sword, no backer, and no escape route.
He has been mixed up in society, found a side job, been in a detention center, thought on the rooftop, and suffered on the construction site.
He thought this would be the rest of his life.
Until he decided to be his own backer.
This is a story about tolerance, calculation, ruthlessness, borrowing, and change.
It is also a story about a young man crawling out of the mud, washing his hands, and walking into the distance.
The first half is the real past, and the second half is the sworn future.
His name is Li Cheng. You can also call him the old you.
