He looked around.
The surroundings looked as though they had been through a war.
If not for the Judgment Court's distinctive insignia visible on some of the ruined walls...
Ye Qiyan really would have thought he had come to the wrong place.
But this location?
"Halt! Who goes there?"
A voice suddenly rang out in the distance.
Lisette stood in front of him, the spikes behind her about to unfurl, but Ye Qiyan reached out to stop her.
The man who had called out approached in confusion, dressed in the Judgment Court's standard uniform.
He frowned when he saw Ye Qiyan, seemingly recalling something, then pointed a finger at his face in sudden recognition.
"Oh! I remember now. Aren't you the handsome guy who was with the Chief Inquisitor?"
Ye Qiyan also vaguely remembered who this man was.
He did not know his name, but on the day he first came to the Judgment Court to collect his salary...
They had happened to meet that one time.
"But why are you here? Could you show me your medal?"
It was normal not to be trusted.
Ye Qiyan took the Third-Rank Adjudicator's medal out of his backpack.
At the sight of the spiral sword design engraved on the medal, surprise flashed across the young Judgment Enforcer's face. Then he straightened up and addressed Ye Qiyan earnestly:
"Greetings, sir!"
The Judgment Court's third rank.
It seemed the position really was quite high. What was more, it was clear from this man's expression that he did not consider Ye Qiyan unworthy of becoming a Third-Rank Adjudicator just because he was a stranger without any credentials.
In other words, this Judgment Court was absolutely loyal to that petite Chief Grand Inquisitor, Zhao Xi, and followed all her orders and rules.
"Who's in charge here