As Zhang San's words left his mouth, the great hall fell silent as a tomb.
The Emperor asked you to come to the hall to confess your guilt, yet here you are, asking for a reward, and even expecting the Minister of Punishment to invite you to dinner.
This isn't just a question of how audacious you are anymore.
Do you even have a face?
"Cough cough…"
At this moment, the Magistrate of Metropolitan Prefecture stood up and said in a deep voice, "Town Martial Office Zhang San, the Metropolitan Prefectural Government Office has already investigated clearly that the people you killed on the street were indeed officials from the Ministry of Punishment, not Martial Artists pretending to be such officials."
Zhang San turned and glimpsed the Magistrate of Metropolitan Prefecture standing unexpectedly behind him.
Zhang San also didn't understand if standing in the great hall was a matter of protocol or hierarchy.
Regardless, I don't know, so I'll just pretend it doesn't exist.