Chen Cheng strode down the street with a swagger. Commoners he passed along the way all moved aside. Even imposing Jianghu figures carrying weapons mostly chose to give way.
This was the prestige of a City Guard Department constable, even if he was only wearing the gray uniform of a Preparatory Constable.
'Power truly is a wonderful thing. Even a bottom-rung Preparatory Constable like me feels giddy!'
Chen Cheng shook his head, thinking to himself.
In reality, he was low-key and cautious by nature. Throwing his weight around and acting arrogantly was not his style, but he had to be this high-profile. After all, by wearing the uniform of the City Guard Department, he represented its authority. He enjoyed the many benefits this authority brought and, in turn, had to uphold it.
It wasn't just Chen Cheng; the other City Guard Department officials also behaved this way, whether intentionally or not.
Power and martial strength were the fundamentals for surviving in a chaotic era.
