"Bai Zihan, do you think you can get away with threatening someone in the Punishment Hall?"
Elder Shen asked angrily.
"Yes!"
Bai Zihan simply answered.
"Y-You!"
Even Elder Shen couldn't keep his cool in front of Bai Zihan, who was giving him no face.
"You're just adding to your list of crimes. I'm holding you for threatening a fellow disciple—inside the Punishment Hall, no less."
Elder Shen said coldly.
"Do whatever you want."
Bai Zihan replied, not caring in the slightest.
"Hmph! Let's continue with the trial. Bai Zihan, you've heard the accusations. Do you wish to confess?"
Elder Shen demanded.
Bai Zihan stared at him like he was looking at an idiot.
"Confess?"
He gave a short laugh—dry, mocking.
"To what? Being blamed by someone clearly scheming against me?"
He turned to face the audience now—eyes calm, voice steady.
"I haven't left my courtyard for two days. Ask the trees. Ask the birds. Hell, ask the teapot if you want."
His gaze swung back to Elder Shen.
