If one could witness the classic scenario where a prince who breaks the law is treated the same as a commoner, there would be nothing more thrilling.
In anticipation, the gates of the Ministry of Justice slowly opened.
The highest-ranking official, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, sat in the chief seat. He was flanked by the Minister of the Ministry of Justice and the Imperial Censor. Li Ang, representing the Academic Palace, also had a seat.
Li Shenbin, one of the suspects in the case, stood below, calm and composed. Beside him lay Nie Shilei—or rather, Nie Shilei's body.
"Officials, now that Nie Shilei has killed himself out of fear of punishment for his crimes, may I leave?"
Li Shenbin stood below, asking with a smile.
"..."
The Minister of the Ministry of Justice took a deep breath and exchanged a glance with his colleagues on either side, their expressions somber.
