Pei Yuanqing waved his folding fan dismissively. "Alright, alright, get up. The ignorant are innocent. Aren't we supposed to be trying a case? Hurry up with it."
"Yes, yes, thank you, Prince Liang." The County Magistrate hastily wiped the sweat from his forehead, scrambled up from the ground, bowed, and said respectfully, "Prince Liang, please, take the seat of honor."
Pei Yuanqing snapped his fan shut and said with a smile, "Ah, you are the County Magistrate. You should preside. I'll just listen."
With that, he walked over to a nearby chair designated for observers and sat down.
The County Magistrate, nearly scared out of his wits, paid his respects to Prince Liang and then tremblingly sat down in the high-backed armchair.
At this moment, Zhao Dong's family was stunned to hear him addressed as Prince Liang. They never imagined he was actually a prince!
