Xia City High People's court.
A lawsuit was nearing its end.
The autumn sun shone through the windows, landing on the fair face of the chief judge, Xu Baohan, who was in the middle of the high platform. The lines on the side of his face were cold and hard, but he was still handsome and smooth. Even if he lowered his head, the bridge of his nose was still perfectly straight, however, the aura around him exuded an inviolable dignity and nobility.
At this moment, his lips were perfectly shaped as he announced the outcome of this trial.
