Outside the pavilion, the summit of an unnamed mountain was packed with high-ranking Mountain and Water True Gods from across the continent. Golden light blazed for ten thousand feet, a magnificent sight.
Inside the pavilion, Wang Xian saw the black-clothed little girl opposite him silently making strange gestures. She made no sound.
Because she was "hiding" beside Zhong Qian as she watched, no one outside the pavilion noticed the tiny movements here.
Noticing the questioning look from the Golden Sash River's Water God Master, Little Millet blinked. That was how courtroom tales always told it.
An official would suddenly slam his courtroom block, the runners would jab their staffs against the floor and shout, "Mighty!" Then court would convene. Those who suffered could tell of their suffering; those who had grievances could cry for justice. Heaven's justice was plain, and retribution never missed its mark... Once an old injustice was righted, court would adjourn, and the crowd outside would hail the Upright Official.
Wang Xian did not dare agree aloud. For one thing, any one of the figures outside had once been beyond the Golden Sash River Water God's reach. For another, this "little girl" was Luopo Mountain's Right Guardian. He had no idea how profound her cultivation was, but suspected that, like Jing Gao of Liuxia Continent, she was a Peak Cultivator who enjoyed Playing in the Mortal World.
Chen Ping'an waited patiently for a while. The mountaintop remained silent; no one spoke candidly on the matter. In truth, among the grand assembly of more than a hundred Mountain and Water True Gods, high-office Divine Generals, goddesses, and officials, only a handful dared look directly at the Great Li National Teacher. Most secretly raised their heads for a quick glance before lowering them again. They risked this "breach of