Lin Yue's words made Zhao Heng's face darken.
"Lin Yue, what do you mean by that?"
"You know exactly what I mean."
Lin Yue looked at Zhao Heng.
"This is Spirit Hall's Judgment Hall, and I'm presiding over this trial. I called you here only because one of the parties is connected to you. If you're here to observe, you're welcome. But if you intend to overstep and question the accused in my place..."
Lin Yue pointed to the presiding judge's seat on the dais.
"Shall I give you my seat?"
Zhao Heng's expression turned ugly. He knew Lin Yue was warning him, yet he had no way to argue back.
As a Soul Douluo, Zhao Heng could disregard Lin Yue in a contest of strength. But this was Spirit City, and more importantly, Spirit Hall's Judgment Hall. He was not a member of Spirit Hall. If he spoke recklessly here and someone seized on it, he could end up implicated himself.
Besides... Zhao Heng glanced at Chu Heng.
That boy's identity...
With that in mind, Zhao Heng restrained himself.
"You're taking it too seriously, Presiding Judge Lin."
Zhao Heng stepped aside.
"A younger member of my family was misbehaving. I was only giving him a talking-to. Please don't take it to heart."
"You're very considerate, Lord Zhao."
Lin Yue looked at the man. After Zhao Heng's warning, getting the information he wanted out of him would be harder. But it was not impossible.
"The Judgment Hall has its own rules."
Seeing even Zhao Heng forced to back down, the man's face grew paler. He understood what Zhao Heng had meant by "Who told you to do it?" and still wanted to ask him for help. But Lin Yue was giving Zhao Heng no chance to speak again. Now he