"Name?"
"Yizhang Hong."
"Be honest, what's your real name!"
"Zhang Xiaohong."
Inside the interrogation room, the dim oil lamp flickered, casting a gloomy darkness. Fang Qingyun sneer with his arms crossed at the recently captured suspect, while Guard Captain Wei stared into Yizhang Hong's eyes, throwing one question after another. A Constable sat nearby hastily writing down the interrogation content.
"Gender?"
"Male."
"Cultivation Level?"
"Foundation Establishment Stage at Completion at its peak."
Guard Captain Wei snorted, "Note him down as Foundation Establishment Stage. Ignore whatever he said afterwards. Zhang Xiaohong, let me tell you, if you think our handling of this case affects the fairness of the trial, you can apply for a recusal, which is to have somebody else process it. Do you want to apply for a recusal?"
"I'm applying..."
Guard Captain Wei gave a low grunt, his voice dragging out, pitch ascending at the end.