I quietly made my way to the interrogation hall and stood among a crowd of commoner ghosts who had come to watch the spectacle.
Sure enough, Xue Pan was kneeling before the court, trembling like a leaf, not even daring to raise his head.
"Bold lustful ghost Xue Pan! You dared to wreak havoc upon living souls in the mortal world, causing Wu Sheng to die at Yellow Weasel's hands before his allotted lifespan had run out! The victim, Wu Sheng, is here today. This King asks you: do you plead guilty?"
A stern, dark-faced official sat imposingly upon the dais, a white crescent marked on his forehead, judging Xue Pan's crimes.
According to folk tales, it was not hard to tell from the official's face alone that he must be the famously impartial King Yama.
Also called Yama or King Yama.
"M-M-Milord, I-I-I, little ghost Xue Pan... I-I don't admit it."
Though so terrified that he could barely speak, Xue Pan still said stubbornly.
Hearing this, King Yama slammed the Startling Hall block. Bang!
"Impudence! The victim stands here to testify against you. What else do you have to say?"
"M-M-Milord, I-I refuse to accept this! H-He, Wu Sheng, harmed Li Meng and drove her to suicide, yet he was able to live on safely. H-Heavenly justice could not tolerate it! I merely... merely acted on Heaven's behalf. What crime have I committed?"
Seeing Xue Pan put on such a stiff front, his mouth trembling so badly he could hardly speak, yet still daring to speak so bluntly, I thought to myself, Fuck, he really is my Chan Xin's brother. Cowardly is cowardly, but damn it, we just won't accept it.
King Yama flew into a rage at Xue Pan's words.
"Acted on Heaven's behalf? Hmph! Who gave you