"These are the sect documents I've gathered; please take a look,"
In the dim jail cell, Shen Yan held up an oil lamp and spoke softly.
Li Muyang took the thick stack of "incriminating evidence" she handed to him and raised an eyebrow, "These are my incriminating evidences? Is it proper for you to show these documents to me?"
Shen Yan sighed and said, "If we were to convict you, you would need to see these anyway."
"They record seventy-two accusations wherein you forced innocent people to confess, persecuted disciples, and abused torture."
"Look through them and tell me the details, so I can try to clear your grievances."
As Shen Yan spoke, Li Muyang scanned the incriminating evidences by the light of the oil lamp.
But the more he read, the more he shook his head.
"The evidences are detailed and ironclad..."
