I Told You to Enforce the Law, Not Kill Every Criminal

After transmigrating to another world, Zhou Fan spent twenty years swinging his blade ten thousand times a day, forging a heart of steel. In a world overrun by demons and plagued by corrupt officials, all he wanted was to be a humble constable who could uphold order.

Zhou Fan was an obsessive madman.

To his colleagues, he was a stoic constable, silent as iron. To the common people, he was a champion of justice who cut down the powerful and protected their corner of the world.

Only he knew that twenty years of monotonous sword practice had all been for the sake of one belief: “Justice that comes late is worth less than dog shit!”

He took on the entire corrupt bureaucracy by himself, wielding pure, unadulterated violence to protect the most fragile order.

With the body of a warrior and the momentum to cut down everything in his path, he made the whole world tremble.

He, Zhou Fan, was the guardian of order. He killed so that more people could live.

When Zhou Fan stood atop the imperial city as a thousand-household commander of the Demon Suppression Bureau, looking down at the court officials trembling in fear, he smiled.

“Honored officials, the karmic debt clinging to you is truly making my mouth water...”

Zhou Fan merely wiped his blade, his gaze passing over them all to settle on the supreme imperial throne...