The Deputy of the court of judicial review left the room and walked down the stairs to the main hall. Constable Chen, two imperial censors, and Yang Yan were sitting at the table, drinking tea in silence.
There was a brush, ink, paper, and an inkstone on the table.
In his early forties, the Deputy of the Supreme Court, who was considered young and powerful in the officialdom, silently sat down at the table. He picked up a brush and wrote on a piece of paper:
"He's not a Warlock!"
There was another line of words on the xuan paper, which was written by Constable Chen.He was hiding something in his right hand.
After that, two censors entered the room to talk to the woman's secret agent. When they came out, one wrote " he didn't ask about the case " and the other wrote " he was very concerned about Xu yinluo ".
Yang Yan crumpled the rice paper into a ball, and with a gentle force, the ball of paper turned into fine powder.
