"Liu Qiao still hasn't appeared, and there are still fifty minutes before the court session starts."
"It's a bit boring, being stared at by so many people. It always feels a bit uncomfortable."
"..."
Zhang Qingyuan and the others huddled together, unable to help but murmur.
This was Su Yongnian's first time in a courtroom. He wasn't as relaxed as Zhang Qingyuan and those old hands. He was completely tense, looking left and right and curiously examining everything around him.
"AHEM, keep your voices down, or you might be expelled from the courtroom later." Qin Mu, his face grim, couldn't help but remind them.
Old Zhang and the others were chatting in hushed tones, but there were simply too many of them. The gallery was packed full. Their collective voices were quite noisy, making the courtroom sound like an early morning vegetable market.
「At nine-fifty.」
The courtroom door opened, and bailiffs escorted Liu Qiao in from the direction of the detention room.
