My Rules

Tangli River and Shichahai are solemn and boundless; West Lake Bank, Pudong, must return after ten years of absence. In the past ten years, several families have risen and fallen, and by the time the sun rises and sets, when they return home, they have broken down an army of three thousand. When Du Yuetao set foot on the land of China with the shame and hatred of his father's generation, this steel forest full of rules and regulations was destined to no longer be peaceful. "No matter how the eight winds come, my heart will be like a rock, and my will will be like the rising sun. When the time comes, I will step on the Qingchuan River, stand on the side of the mountain, hold the palm of my hand, and look down at all living beings while talking and laughing." ——Du Yuetao