The Tribunal Hall's Small Request

"Okay!"

Chief Judge Zhao was naturally delighted. Big Black had clearly seemed ready to refuse just now, yet suddenly agreed. The contrast sent Zhao over the moon.

"Then, regarding Ba Dawang..."

Big Black could not forget Fu Junlin's essence. How could he possibly pass up a chance to extort someone while they were down?

"That matter is easy to handle. We'll assess it and try to give Ba Dawang a small punishment—just enough to satisfy Zhonghe Institute!"

Chief Judge Zhao said in a lowered voice.

A tribunal officer beside him also chimed in:

"Exactly. Ba Dawang rendered great service this time. His merit is more than enough to offset his fault!"

Big Black sneered inwardly.

What a fair and impartial Tribunal Hall.

You were the ones saying merit could not offset wrongdoing.

You were also the ones saying merit was enough to offset wrongdoing.

Just like Pigsy looking in a mirror—inside and out, it was all you!

After bidding farewell to the Tribunal Hall members,

Big Black hurried back to his room.

He asked excitedly,

"Dog Junlin, Dog Junlin, come out!"

Thump!

Fu Junlin's consciousness twitched, seemingly in response.

"Hahaha, you really can move now!"

Big Black laughed wildly.

But after laughing, Big Black found himself in a bind again. Fu Junlin's consciousness could move, meaning it could go thump, thump, thump—but Big Black still had no idea what to do.

"Wait, don't just thump! You had me accept this mission, so what am I supposed to do?"

Big Black asked again.

Unfortunately, Fu Junlin's consciousness could only make thumping sounds and could not convey any other information.

Then Big Black suddenly had an idea!

"Right! How about this, Dog Junlin? I'll tell you what I'm thinking directly! If it matches what you want, then thump at me!

"If I