"Being a judge is not easy," especially when one must rise in the middle of the night to hear cases.
Officer Han, Han Yue, she sat high on her judge's seat, facing He Su, who lay tied up in thousand-knot bindings and was being pushed to kneel by two government officials. She flipped through the case file with a solemn expression on her face. "He Su, do you plead guilty?"
He Su's demeanor dodged the question, stubborn as a dying duck, but she couldn't withstand the overwhelming evidence: "This person is Wu Fang, a horse bandit from Daan Ridge. Over the past few years, whenever someone crossed you, you would pay to hire killers to have Wu Fang strike them down. You secretly plotted against Cui Grain Store's entire family of eight, the owner of Lin Clothing Store, and more..." Han Yue listed many more names, each account dripping with blood.
He Su bit her lip and said, "I don't admit it, Wu Fang is framing me!"
