Meeting with the wily old foxes (1)

Yang Qing's heartbeat pounded faster and harder when the distance between him and the courtyard of the Judicial Review Committee closed. He could feel his body grow hotter and his neck had an itchy sensation start to develop that slowly spread to his scalp.

Countless thoughts, scenarios, and hypotheticals went through his mind as the list got narrower the closer he got to the courtyard.

By the time he was just at the entrance to the courtyard, a smile of defeat appeared on his face, as he pushed open the bamboo pole door to the rustic quaint courtyard.

After coming up with countless reasons why the old judges of the Judicial Review Committee would want to see him, of the reasons he came up with, there was only one reason that seemed to make sense and check all the boxes.