Son of Luck? I, Dugu Nine Swords, Am Not at a Disadvantage Either

When Mu Yongsi opened his eyes, he became the head of a family that was about to go bankrupt. He was surrounded by a bodyguard who was beaten every day but refused to leave. The old Taoist priest said that they would not live to be twenty years old, and they would have to cut down the "children of luck" who picked up money while walking or jumped off the cliff to find treasures. Anyone else would have been paralyzed with fear, but he had the entire set of Dugu Nine Swords in his mind, practicing the sword-breaking technique of slashing, and the breaking-palm technique of shooting. Every one of them made no sound. Sect competition? One sword kill. Secret adventure? Inheritance is thrown to the protagonist as rubbish, hey, it's just for fun. My childhood sweetheart who once treated him like a dog is so regretful that my intestines are green, and still wants to wear a gauze skirt and knock on the door in the middle of the night? Roll as far as you can.