The courtroom unsurprisingly was just the same as the one he had in the superior core courts. The podium was made of 50,000-year-old red dragon wood and the floor was made of blossom citrine black marble.
If Yang Qing were to point out a few things that seemed different, it would be maybe the size and the two people currently standing at the center of the courtroom with their backs facing Yang Qing.
One of them was a male with a roguish brown hair. He had on a fading grey robe that had a lot of patchworks done in different colors. On top of the grey robe, he had a plain black cloak that was just as worn out. He was slightly tall and had a medium build.
Next to him was a lady with silver hair tied in a ponytail. She had light yellow robes and a brown scarf on her neck.
The moment Yang Qing stepped into the courtroom, they simultaneously turned in his direction.