Something was wrong.
Ding Ruihan pressed her forehead against the cold stone steps outside the Government Office, her heart pounding like a drum.
In her original plan, even if only a handful of commoners gathered to watch, the scene should never have looked like this.
The surroundings were absurdly quiet. Everyone had even softened their breathing, and she could feel one burning gaze after another landing on her back, awkward and hostile.
Ding Ruihan cautiously raised her head and glanced into the Government Office.
One glance was enough to freeze her on the spot!
In the solemn courtroom, the prefect, who represented the pinnacle of authority, was not sitting behind the Court Desk. Instead, he had humbly stepped aside and bent at the waist, looking as though he had just been about to say something to the person before him.
Her gaze shifted a little farther-
Nie Wen's all-too-familiar face came into view. In his arms was the "little devil" who had left such a deep impression on her after just one encounter!
Seeing her look up, the "little devil" even raised a hand and waved cheerfully twice, those round eyes brimming with an excited amusement that made her tremble.
"!!!"
Why were they here?!
Yet heaven seemed to think that blow was not heavy enough. After the "little devil" waved at her, the spectators behind her, who had seemed frozen by a spell, finally reacted-
"Another one?"
"Another lost ancestral treasure? Why are these ancestral treasures all over the streets?!"
"I even cursed that innocent shopkeeper a few times earlier. I'm keeping my mouth shut this time..."
Ding Ruihan: "..."
Ding Ruihan: "???"
What on earth were these people talking about?!
Ding Ruihan abruptly turned and stared straight at the people who had spoken. "You-" What did they mean?