Of the two bailiffs, the one on the left looked Jiang Bei up and down. Seeing how young he was, he said rudely, "Who are you to think you deserve to see our County Magistrate? Is the county office some place for you to run wild? Get lost now! Otherwise, don't blame us brothers for getting rough!"
Jiang Bei did not waste any words. He let out a low shout. "Move!"
Boom!!
The instant his words fell, an incomparably violent pressure suddenly burst forth from his body. The two bailiffs' faces turned deathly pale. Their knees gave way, and they dropped to the ground in unison, trembling all over, unable even to breathe properly.
"I... I'll report it right away!"
One of the bailiffs no longer dared hesitate. He scrambled and crawled into the county office.
The other bailiff lay prone on the ground, not daring to raise his head.
A moment later, the bailiff who had gone in to report returned, saying with a trembling voice, "M-My lord, the County Magistrate invites you inside."
Jiang Bei withdrew his pressure, stepped over the threshold, and headed straight for the main hall.
The main hall of Guangwu County Office was extremely spacious. A plaque bearing the words "Justice Hangs High Like a Bright Mirror" hung in the center.
Below it stood a redwood magistrate's desk, upon which lay a courtroom block, a brush rack, and several scrolls of documents.
A middle-aged man in a green official robe sat behind the desk. His face was slightly plump, and his small eyes narrowed as he examined Jiang Bei entering the hall.
Beside him stood a sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked adviser, holding a folding fan and looking at people from the corner of his eye.
When the County Magistrate saw that the newcomer was actually a