Li Ping'an stood with his hands clasped behind his back at the entrance to the hall, gazing at the place of punishment and sighed lightly:
"Had I known this would happen, why did I ever start?
"I truly just wanted to investigate a simple case of theft from the treasury. The front lines are currently engaged in battle; it's not right to wield the butcher's knife and kill too many people behind their backs.
"However, as long as we don't directly behead a Golden Immortal, there shouldn't be a big problem."
After saying this, he turned and walked past the many 'seated immortals' and returned to his seat.
Li Ping'an did notice a pair of burning eyes in the crowd, but he didn't care.
Upon reaching his desk, he lifted the hem of his robe and sat down with dignity.
