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A spontaneous trip was launched just three days after the Empress's training plan was finalized.
Shen Zhao, Su Yunying, and Ding Bu'er borrowed a flying spirit vulture from Lu Zhantian and immediately set off for the headquarters of the Court of Justice in the Eastern Region.
After more than a month, the three finally arrived at the headquarters of the Public Arbitration Commission half a month later than the scheduled deadline.
As soon as he got off the flying spirit beast, Ding Buer went straight to the corner and started vomiting violently.
"What a tragedy!" Ding Bu'er roared at Shen Zhao, his eyes bloodshot with resentment. "I'm only at the fourth level of the Body Tempering Realm!"
For a whole month, I ate, drank, and relieved myself on this flying spirit beast. How could you torment this old body of mine like this?
Shen Zhao and Su Yunying ignored Ding Bu'er's angry roar, and were instead shocked by the exterior of the Public Trial Association headquarters in front of them.
Before them, the gate plaque was half-fallen, the characters on the plaque hanging above were illegible, and it was hanging vertically in the air, swaying slightly in the wind, as if it might fall down at any moment.
In addition, the road to the mountain gate was littered with garbage, and even the lighting area was filled with clotheslines. The clothes on the ropes looked tattered at a closer look.
Not far away, there were several men, some human and some ghost, chasing a rolling log with a broken knife, seemingly there to chop firewood.
This scene left even the well-informed Shen Zhao at a loss, as if he had stumbled upon the Beggars' Sect.
"That shouldn't be the case."
Although he had no connection with the Public Arbitration Council, a continental order maintenance organization that existed in name only, in his previous life, it was still an old sect with a history of thousands of years. Even if it had declined, it wouldn't have reached this point, right?
You've definitely come to the wrong place.
Shen Zhao and Su Yunying exchanged a glance, and the same thought arose in their minds at the same time. Then they both turned their gazes toward Ding Bu'er.
"Don't look at me! This is my first time here too!"
"Damn it, did you bring me to the wrong place?"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! This must be it!"
Sensing the two men's ill-intentioned gazes, Ding Bu'er hurriedly began to make excuses.
"I never imagined that the prestigious Court of Justice would fall to such a state. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have come. Why don't we go back, Mr. Chen? It seems there's no future in this situation. Let's find another way."
"You think you can just leave after enduring over a month of wind and cold? Don't forget who promoted you to the fourth rank of Body Tempering! Lead the way!"
Shen Zhao kicked Ding Bu'er in the butt and strode into the Court of Justice.
"Stop, who are you? Do you know where this place is?"
As soon as they arrived at a courtyard with half of its wall collapsed, Shen Zhao and his group were stopped by a woman whose clothes were covered in patches and whose face was covered in dust, indicating that she hadn't bathed for at least several months.
Ding Bu'er stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, sister, is this the headquarters of the Public Arbitration Commission?"
"Exactly. What brings you here?"
"Well, we heard that the Court of Justice is recruiting law enforcement priests, so a few of us have come to apply. Would you mind taking us to see your president?"
"Are you here to apply for the position of priest? Are you sure?"
"How could that be false? Miss, please tell me something."
"No need. Since you are here to apply for a job, just follow me."
After the girl finished speaking, she picked up a tattered sack from the ground, hoisted it onto her shoulder, and walked into the courtyard.
Upon arriving at the courtyard, one sees a dozen or so members of the Court of Judgments, dressed in tattered clothes, gathered around a bonfire in the center, stirring food in an iron pot that is suspended above the fire.
There was steam boiling in the pot, which contained some wild vegetables and rice porridge.
Upon seeing Shen Zhao and his group, the group's eyes lit up, and they put on fawning expressions, as if they were about to rush over.
But upon seeing the girl's sharp gaze, he could only timidly return to the campfire.
Seeing this, Su Yunying carefully tugged at Chen Zhao's sleeve: "Boss, isn't this a bit too exaggerated? Have we stumbled into a beggar's den?"
Shen Zhao said thoughtfully, "Based on my experience, this place is probably even worse than a beggar's den! This wretched place is probably so bad that even the rats have been eaten clean."
The three of them quickly followed the girl into the lobby, which was filled with scrap metal. A closer look revealed pots, pans, broken swords and knives. It was like a garbage recycling station.
The girl sat down at a table and said to the three people, "I am the president. Are you really planning to apply for the position of Executive Priest of the Public Arbitration Council?"
The three were greatly surprised upon hearing this.
Ding Bu'er immediately spoke up: "You're the president? Isn't the president of the Trial Association Senior Si Chuan?"
"President Si passed away three years ago after her lifespan was exhausted. I am her last adopted daughter, Si Yu."
"What? He passed away?"
Ding Bu'er sighed and then said, "President Si, please accept my condolences. I have troubled you greatly this time. Farewell."
He didn't want to stay in this poor, desolate place for even a minute longer, and at the same time, he was annoyed at himself for having such a stupid idea and causing such a mess.
As soon as he turned around, Shen Zhao grabbed him.
"President Si, right? My name is Shen Zhao. I have a few questions I'd like to ask. Is it convenient for me to answer them?"
“If you intend to join the tribunal, then I will naturally answer. Otherwise, please forgive me for not being able to break the rules.”
Upon hearing this, Ding Bu'er said with a look of disgust, "Even in this situation, why bother with these stupid rules?"
He then said to Shen Zhao, "Alright, let's go, Master Shen. I, Old Ding, admit defeat this time. Let's go back to Qingyang City to run our boxing gym and reconsider our training plan."
Shen Zhao ignored his complaints and continued to say to Si Yu, "Since you said you were applying for the executive officer position, you naturally won't go back on your word. But at least you should let me know the current situation of the Court of Justice. How did it end up in such a sorry state?"
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