Harvests from the case

When Yang Qing opened his eyes, he felt his heart racing, while his robes were soaked in sweat. His qi flow wasn't as smooth as it used to be due to the state he was in from the replaying of those scenes.

A white chilly mist was instantly produced from the brook below him that had auspicious light flowing through it. The mist covered Yang Qing and instantly quelled his qi and the rampant emotions he had been feeling.

He felt like someone had poured cool refreshing water on his body after living in a scorched desert for a month.

"Thank you senior.." said Yang Qing.

"You did well for hanging on young judge, eventually you'll see it, your inner judgment so to speak.." said the auspicious grove wood tree.

Yang Qing didn't understand what it meant by inner judgment, but he still nodded his head in acknowledgment as he fearfully looked at the gentle crystal clear brook before him.

"How much time has passed?" asked Yang Qing

"Two hours.."