As summer arrived at Xu Mansion, the servants stored away the soft carpets. The spacious, solid wood, black-brown floors were revealed, adding a substantial feel to the dark decor, reminiscent of an absurdly luxurious jungle palace.
Pei Zhen pondered Xu Si's question for a moment, closed his eyes slightly, showing not a hint of a perfunctory attitude, his tone sincere and gentle.
"If possible, I'd like to become a judge," he said.
He didn't explain why.
Nor did Xu Si ask.
It was obvious his path to growth had been too dark and twisted, so a longing for a brighter path was quite normal. However, the future society of Hong Kong Island, fraught with chaos, could not accommodate such piercing brightness.
The awakening spring breeze and the revival of all things could inspire the most intense desires.
Xu Si silently imagined Pei Zhen in a black robe, standing with clear eyes in a courtroom, and felt a slight pang of emotion in the depths of her heart.
