Oh no, we’ve hit a disaster!
Good thing we’re fine. We have a System, so it was a false alarm!
Lord Ye, this lot is disturbing the peace in a crowd. Please deal with them for me!
Lord Ye, there’s a difficult, unsolved case here. Would you be able to take a look?
Brothers, I only have a few requests:
One blow to the head, to stop them thinking.
One blow to the mouth, to stop them begging.
One blow to the legs, to stop them running.
After transmigrating, watch as Ye Fan’s little constable rises to become a big shot in the martial world, a powerful figure in both the government and the underworld!
Ye Fan: “Eating off the government’s payroll while making money in the martial world. What a sweet deal!”
The writing is good, come on!