Wu Wen obediently bowed his head and submitted to punishment.
His attitude could hardly have been more docile. He confessed and signed his statement in one smooth sequence, taking sole responsibility for every charge of embezzling merit and disrupting incense offerings in the Mortal Realm.
And with that, a monumental case was closed, its verdict settled.
When the immortals outside who knew nothing of the truth heard the news, they sighed with admiration. They believed the Martial Virtue Star Lord had put righteousness above family and personally sent his only son to prison-a shining example for the Heavenly Court.
Of course, that was merely the surface.
Only Chen Wei knew the true details of all the deals and reluctant compromises concealed beneath it.
According to the old rules, one final procedure had to be completed before the principal offender was escorted to the Heavenly Prison.
With his hands clasped behind his back, Chen Wei strolled up to the iron bars. "Wu Wen, you'll be moving to another cell shortly. Anything else you'd like to say?"
Inside the cell.
Wu Wen sat cross-legged on the floor tiles. At the question, he slowly raised his head.
"I accept the charges and punishment. I have no objections."
Chen Wei narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp.
Only upon closer inspection did he realize that Young Master Wu's hair had turned white as snow. It hung loose over his shoulders, and together with his bloodless cheeks, made him look utterly wretched.
Signing the confession meant willingly taking on the backlash of the Heavenly Dao's laws.
With his divine soul grievously wounded, he had naturally aged before his time.
Chen Wei nodded in satisfaction. Not bothering to waste any more words, he raised a hand and waved. "Take him away."
Two Immortal Officials entered the cell