Chen Cheng had an excellent memory. He clearly remembered everything that had happened since he had crossed over into this world.
Back then, he was just a lowly Prison Guard, struggling to survive in a slum like Locust Tree Lane in the Ruyi District.
In a time of peace, his abilities would have been enough to support the Chens', and their lives would have grown more prosperous by the day.
He could have spent this life free from want, with wives and concubines, surrounded by children and grandchildren, living a carefree and happy existence.
But this world was too chaotic. He constantly had to face all sorts of dangers, both seen and unseen. It was as if an invisible hand was pushing him forward, step by step.
From the South City Prison, to the Ruyi Square Sub-Department, to the Lishui Sub-Department, and then to the Demon Suppression Department.
