exist?
Have you eaten?
If you haven't eaten, take this punch!
Ning Feng glanced unfriendly at the group of people who were talking with their backs to him, and a few alpacas flew through his mind.
Even a fool could guess who that reckless young man they were talking about was.
Oh my, what a coincidence!
Yes, it is I.
But it's not my fault, who knew it would turn out like this!
The person involved felt nothing but regret.
It's a truly unsettling feeling to become the subject of gossip and a laughing stock in other people's lives.
Slightly annoyed, Ning Feng glanced sideways at a group of people wearing hoodies and masks in the distance, who were also talking about similar things.
Before he could look closely, Number 86 appeared subtly in front of Ning Feng, blocking his view.
"Now, we're going to move on to the first step of the certification process..."
Shaking his head, Ning Feng spoke first before Number 86 could change the subject, saying softly:
"Mr. 86, let's go."
"Don't worry, I'm not an ignorant child."
Before Number 86 could utter his next words of obstruction, he was caught in his throat and couldn't speak. He looked at Ning Feng's calm eyes, which didn't seem to be feigned.
He nodded knowingly and gestured for people to enter through the door.
Guided by number 86, the two quietly walked through the hall and out the door.
As he left, Ning Feng deliberately observed the people chatting in the hall, and at least half of them were talking about the "interrogation" they had just experienced.
Hmph!
Ning Feng pursed his lips beneath the mask but said nothing more, then withdrew his gaze.
He had no interest in arguing with them or even telling them to shut up.
Too low-level.
Doing that would not only be like a self-destructing truck that confesses without being asked, but it would also be completely meaningless.
People can say whatever they want, and it's none of Ning Feng's business, especially since the emotions expressed aren't negative.
It's more of a sarcastic exclamation like, "Holy crap! This young man!"
The courthouse, due to its various functions, is inherently a lifeless place, and such an interesting thing might not happen for decades.
It's like celebrating the New Year; everyone wants to talk about this rare event.
Nothing special, just fresh!
Besides, the law does not punish the masses. There are already many people who know about this matter, so it is not very meaningful to make a few people change their minds.
Sometimes, people tend to take trivial matters to heart and care too much about what others think.
This is actually a misconception.
It's true that everyone is the protagonist of their own life, and everyone wants to do everything perfectly.
But at the same time, we are all supporting characters in the eyes of others.
No one will keep staring at your mistakes. Once things calm down, those embarrassing things will soon be forgotten.
The more you care, the more you take it seriously, the more attention you'll attract from others.
If they get really angry and a conflict breaks out, it won't make things better; instead, it will just give them more fodder for gossip.
Just like some people don't understand why certain people are so dramatic?
Doesn't he know he's disliked?
Of course I know, but everything he does, whether good or bad, is just to maintain the buzz.
Black and red are still red; as long as you can maintain your popularity on the edge of illegality, nothing else matters.
After they left, the small groups of two or three silently sized each other up before shaking their heads.
Wearing the uniform of the Watchers, they didn't seem very strong, and on their first visit, they were even accompanied and led by a raven...
The Tribunal is an agency under the Watchers, but the agents within it are not subordinate to each other.
Based on the above analysis, that young man is probably some important figure with connections who is handling things.
These kinds of things happen quite often, so don't worry about them too much.
As for whether he could be the young man who was just "interrogated"?
How could that be!
After all, that young man is currently locked in an interrogation room, and it's uncertain when he will be baptized.
No one believed the adjudicator would let him off the hook.
Those heartless and ruthless people have no concept of "kindness" in their hearts.
Where are we headed now?
He took out a map made of an unknown animal from his pocket, on which was drawn a giant island floating in the darkness.
Number 86 pointed to the domed building in the center of the giant island and explained:
"The teleportation array is set up here. You've already seen the place we're going to..."
Turning to meet Ning Feng's slightly changed gaze, Number 86 smiled and nodded, pointing to a corner of the map.
"The courtroom hall."
...
The distance between the two places was greater than expected, and the two of them had to use two short-distance teleportation arrays to reach their destination.
From its appearance, the destination is located in a basin, which appears to have been formed by a violent impact.
The palatial Hall of Judges stands alone at the lowest point, amidst the ruins created by the natural disaster.
However, as Ning Feng approached and gazed upon the magnificent palace, he felt a peculiar sensation.
Nervous yet familiar.
The previous failure during the interrogation actually made Ning Feng feel a sense of fear!
"here……"
But isn't it a little too small?
Although the palace in front of me was as big as a basketball court, it was quite different from the buildings I remembered.
Like Shirin's office, was it blessed with special magic?
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