Chapter 445 What kind of advice are you giving me?



"Shen Zhao, are you planning to bully us with your power?"

"We know you're strong, but we're not here to fight you today; we're here to reason with you!"

"With the White-Browed Daoist here, can't a junior like you show respect to a senior like him?"

This rabble has no real skills, but they're masters of tantrums.

Upon hearing that their qualifications as elders of the judiciary were to be stripped, they all reacted as if their household registration had been cancelled, shouting and screaming as if they had lost their parents.

However, Shen Zhao completely disregarded the feelings of these idiots, simply picked at his ear with his little finger, and continued to ask:

"Are you done shouting? If you're done, hand over your elder badges now. I can let bygones be bygones and allow you to leave with dignity."

This is a rare instance of Shen Zhao going easy on them; he genuinely doesn't want to make things difficult for them.

At most, he could have Liang Hao extort another sum of money from them privately, as long as they were bankrupt.

Unfortunately, he underestimated the extent to which these nameless Karami were obsessed with power.

It is true that the Court of Justice was previously defunct, that their contributions to the Court of Justice were negative, and that they oppressed the good people along with those who were crooked.

But as long as one carries this title, it's an identity; after all, the Court of Judgments is one of the organizations that maintains order in the Nine Realms.

Asking them to give up now would be tantamount to ending the rest of their lives.

At this moment, everyone crowded around the White-Browed Taoist and began to plead desperately.

"Master, please speak the truth."

"Yes, Master, please help us!"

"No matter what, we cannot lose our status as elders of the Court of Justice. If we were gone, it would be a great loss to the righteous path!"

Upon hearing this, the White-Browed Taoist stepped forward and said to Shen Zhao, "Elder Shen, your actions have gone a bit too far. May I have a word to say in the fair regard?"

"Speak, please begin your performance."

Shen Zhao casually grabbed an orange from in front of Si Yu's table, peeled it, and popped a segment into his mouth.

"Please forgive my bluntness, but Elder Shen's disciples in the Eighth District are currently behaving too arrogantly and domineeringly, causing unrest in all the regions."

It's best to tone it down a bit. As the saying goes, "too much of a good thing can be bad," and anything taken to extremes will inevitably backfire.

Shen Zhao chuckled and said, "Continue."

"Furthermore, I believe some things are excessively extravagant and wasteful, such as this palace, which is truly extremely luxurious; every brick and tile is priceless."

How much of this money comes from the people's hard-earned money? Wouldn't it be far better to use that money on the people than to just use it for decorative purposes?

"Hmph, continue."

Shen Zhao gave a forced smile, cleaned up the orange peel, and returned to his seat.

The White-Browed Taoist clearly hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem and continued rambling on, "Of course, we cultivators would be extremely happy if the Public Tribunal could regain its former glory and maintain order."

However, I have the following comments regarding your actions, and I hope Elder Shen will listen carefully.”

"Firstly, these elders are all from the same sect, and it has been truly remarkable that they have maintained the operation of the Court of Judgments for so many years. To strip them of their authority like this is simply going too far."

Although this matter was inappropriate, considering their hard work and dedication, even if they haven't achieved anything significant, we should give them another chance and not make things difficult for them.

"Secondly, I urge Elder Shen to restrain his subordinates and prevent them from creating further conflicts with the various sects. Peace should be valued above all else to avoid making matters worse."

Especially this fellow Daoist Liang beside you, he is truly renowned; even I, who rarely venture out of the mountains, have heard of his great name.”

Upon hearing this, Liang Hao immediately pointed at his nose and asked, "Old Taoist priest, who are you talking about in such a sarcastic tone? If you dare to spout nonsense again, believe me, I'll slap you twice."

"Don't rush, let him continue."

"Yes, brother."

When Shen Zhao spoke, Liang Hao could only glare at the white-browed Taoist, while secretly calculating which place in the Nine Realms had the worst feng shui so he could bury him there.

The White-Browed Taoist continued, "Furthermore, I hope Elder Shen can set an example by prioritizing frugality and donate everything here to the people. This would earn him a good reputation."

These are my humble opinions on the proposed changes to the judicial system. I wonder what Elder Shen's thoughts are on this?

Shen Zhao nodded: "Are you finished?"

"Yes, I have finished speaking."

"Then it's my turn."

Shen Zhao, who had been lounging like Ge You, sat up straight and stared blankly at the white-browed Taoist for a good dozen breaths.

After staring intently at the white-browed Taoist, his heart trembled, and he finally spoke.

"After listening to your rambling on for so long, all I want to ask is, who the hell do you think you are? What are the plans for the arbitration panel?"

How should we develop? When did it become the turn of a few outsiders who know nothing to give us advice?

"And you even have a few suggestions? Do you have any solutions for these suggestions?"

The white-browed Taoist was taken aback: "I, I..."

"Shut up, you old wall lamp. I didn't interrupt you for a while, so now that I'm speaking, don't interrupt me. Have some manners, okay?"

"First of all, you told me not to fire that bunch of useless trash? Do you think I'd keep these scumbags around to waste food? Don't you have any idea what these useless trash have contributed to the Nine Realms?"

Their very existence is the greatest insult to the judiciary. They can't do anything right, and everything they do is so outrageous. How dare you protect them and tell me not to leave?

"You old wall lamp, how dare you say such a thing!"

"And secondly, how the hell do I, the judge, do things? Do you need to interfere?"

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