Qin Hao, a narcotics officer from the future, dies in the line of duty and arrives in the capital of the 1950s with a System. He moves into Courtyard No. 95 on Nanluoguxiang!
That's right, the infamous courtyard of scoundrels celebrated across the heavens!
Here you'll find the legendary paragon of morality Yi Zhonghai, the necromancer Jia Zhangshi, the pristine white lotus Qin Huairu, the devoted father and filial son Liu Haizhong, and the generous Yan Bugui...
As someone who has transmigrated, Qin Hao sticks to one principle: if people show me respect, I'll show them even more; if they leave me alone, I'll leave them alone; but if they mess with me, I'll wipe them out!
This is a satisfying story without endless back-and-forth, and certainly without any so-called letters of forgiveness!
Years later, when Courtyard No. 95 has truly become Love in the Courtyard... Qin Hao finally realizes that the courtyard world was only the beginning...
[This story is all about settling scores and enjoying the ride! No endless back-and-forth!]
To be honest, the writing is really annoying. The predecessor was accidentally beaten to death by Jia Dongxu, and the eldest brother was suppressed by Yi Zhonghai everywhere in the factory. On the way back from the pigeon market, Yi Zhonghai ambushed master and apprentice, and kept his hand everywhere. The following is an excerpt from Chapter 11. What he didn't know was that this was still the result of Qin Hao's keeping his hand. Otherwise, if the stick went down, it would not be a simple fracture, but a comminuted fracture.
It's rubbish. It's a system of merit, but it's worse than a system of immorality. It's procrastinating and gibbering.
New book supports one.