"You fucking knew he had no tongue!"
Ji Min grabbed a chair and hurled it at the platform, shouting back, "Picking on him because he can't defend himself?"
Zhou Zhou's mocking, antagonistic expression seemed to be deliberately provoking them.
"I'll fucking defend him!"
Little White Tiger slowly walked toward the platform.
Every step was firm, leaving cracks in the hard floor beneath his feet.
His brother was suffering. If he, the King of Spring Prefecture, couldn't protect him, what was the point of holding such a high position?
Tears streamed down Xiao Feng's face, his eyes filled with grievance and resentment.
As the King of Spring Prefecture's sworn brother, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
He stared fixedly at Little White Tiger, just as he had when they first met.
Tiger's muscular body shone with an unparalleled radiance, shielding him from wind and rain.
"Watch out for a trap," Thirteen warned. "Something's wrong with Zhou Zhou's expression."
"So what?" Old Ninth straightened his clothes and smiled calmly. "What does it matter if we have to stand against the whole world for Xiao Feng?"
"Stop!" With a cunning look in his eyes, Zhou Zhou shouted self-righteously, "The Arbitration Bureau has never allowed anyone to defend someone else in their place!"
"Are you showing contempt for the Arbitration Bureau?"
The other two Law School professors loudly echoed him.
Little White Tiger and Old Ninth leaped onto the Judgment Platform.
Their powerful presence made the two guards holding Xiao Feng tremble and instinctively release him.
Tiger gently helped Xiao Feng up and patted his face with aching tenderness. "You've been wronged."
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!" Xiao Feng gestured constantly with both hands, as though recounting his grievances and helplessness.
"Don't misunderstand. We aren't showing contempt for the Arbitration Bureau. Just