From a Ninth-Grade Policeman to the Common Ruler of the World

He died suddenly at his workstation at the age of twenty-six. When he woke up, he became a trainee policeman who didn't even have a sword in the world of martial arts. With a monthly salary of two taels, life is like grass and mustard. The wind of the twelfth lunar month blew into the ragged cotton-padded jacket for seventeen days, but it could not cool the burning jade in my chest. ——Killing, taking away blood and vitality, breaking the realm. This was the answer Yupei gave him. It is also his only way.