The judge's voice, tinged with age, slowly began to speak.
Though quiet, it carried an authority that brooked no contradiction.
And this scene…
Was witnessed by everyone in the pre-trial chamber, their expressions varied.
On the plaintiff's side, George sat at the lawyer's bench, the corners of his mouth turned up, clearly enjoying the spectacle.
Xu Liming also couldn't help but let out a sneer, scoffing at Qin Mu's actions.
On the defendant's side, Chen Tiankuo's frown deepened upon seeing this.
His expression changed drastically.
"What's wrong? What did that old man just say?" Zhang Qingyuan blinked, tugging Chen Tiankuo's sleeve as he asked, casually pointing towards the judge at the very center of the courtroom.
This judge was very old, much older than those back home. Although the judge appeared kind and benevolent, Zhang Qingyuan always felt his words weren't kind.
Chen Tiankuo sighed. Continuing his role as translator, he repeated the judge's previous words.
