Who are you calling a stable boy?!

The martial arts arena, which had been specially set aside for the meeting between the old man and the young man, immediately fell silent.

A moment later, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni took his cane and slowly stood up.

"Tomorrow, the 46th Division will interrogate you."

"know."

Yoruichi had already discussed this with him.

Originally, the 46th Division intended to detain him directly in jail and wait for his trial.

But what is the Second Division? And what is the Execution Army?

Ye Yi said she would provide Zheng Jing with good food, drink, and sleep, so who would dare to gossip about it outside?

Of course, if anyone dares to say anything out of turn, Yoruichi has something to say.

Do you really think that the gorilla here is someone who can swallow her anger?

"At that time, just answer truthfully and don't make a fuss."

"Hehe, old man, you know me. How could you not trust me, Lao Zheng, to handle things?"

"You brat..."

-

The next day.

Central Room 46, Sergeant Zheng Jing of the First Trial Team.

At the suggestion of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, the captain of the Gotei 13, each of the Gotei 13 squads was required to send a representative to observe the trial.

"Oh, so it was you who came in person, Captain Unohana."

Alongside Jushiro Ukitake, they arrived at the temporary audience seats. Before they even stood still, Shunsui Kyoraku greeted Retsu Unohana, who had already arrived, with a smile.

Ukitake Jushiro, who looked quite well today, smiled and nodded at Unohana Retsu.

"It's been a long time since I've greeted you, Captain Unohana."

"Good day, Kyoto band leader, Ukitake captain."

Unohana Retsu nodded in response.

Having steadied himself, Chunshui subtly surveyed his surroundings before continuing to speak.

"Captain Unohana, I remember that Zheng Jing was recommended by you to enter the Spirit Arts Academy back then. You really value him."

"He's a good kid."

Unohana Retsu lowered her eyes, looking as gentle and refined as ever.

Upon hearing this, Chunshui adjusted the bamboo hat on her head.

"Good boy... He survived alone in Hueco Mundo for more than a year and actually made it back. This young man Zheng Jing's abilities are truly extraordinary."

"Spring water!"

"Haha, I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to say that this young man Zheng Jing is really amazing."

Chunshui smiled and raised her hand.

"You agree, right, Yoruichi!"

"The gorilla's teachings are indeed impressive."

Yoruichi, who had arrived at some unknown time, grinned.

"Although I haven't had a chance to fight him yet, just by looking at him, I can tell that he's not the same as before."

"Tsk tsk, such a deep bond between classmates, that's wonderful... By the way, I remember you, you're from the Fifth Division..."

"I am Aizen Sousuke, the fourth seat of the fifth division. Greetings, captains."

Aizen, who had come with Yoruichi, bowed respectfully.

"Yes, yes, Aizen, a fourth seat, is also known as a genius that comes along only once in a thousand years at the Spirit Arts Academy. I remember you and Zheng Jing were quite close back in school!"

"As you said."

Aizen laughed.

“Zheng Jing is my close friend.”

"Look at this! Ukitake, look at this! This young man Zheng Jing is not only exceptionally capable, but he also has amazing connections! Even..."

He turned his head slightly to look at the front of the audience seats.

There, an aged figure stood, like an unyielding mountain.

"hey-hey."

He suddenly pulled Fuzhu close and whispered in Fuzhu's ear, "Fuzhu, perhaps we should call Brother Zheng Jing 'Junior Brother' later."

"Boom."

The gavel sounded to signal the start of the court proceedings.

"Bring the First Division soldiers, Zheng Jing, to court!"

With that sound, everyone's eyes immediately focused on the entrance gate.

Several seconds passed quietly like that—

Suddenly, a head popped out from the entrance.

"Oh?"

Zheng Jing looked around.

"Is it my turn?"

Chapter 134: Everyone said no one dares to compare with him

"So this is what the Central 46th Room looks like? Dark and gloomy, like it can't stand the light."

Zheng Jing jumped into the courtroom, muttering to himself as he spun around. After a few glances, he immediately spotted the temporarily added gallery seats.

Just as he was about to raise his hand to greet them, he heard a loud and assertive question.

"How is this going?"

Why wasn't he wearing any shackles?

"No, before that, there were the guards who were responsible for watching over and escorting him to court—"

Hearing the sudden noise, Zheng Jing turned his face.

Behind rows of neatly arranged wooden platforms, from low to high, sat sages with piercing eyes and judges with haughty beards, all staring at Zheng Jing, either questioning him loudly or rebuking him in a deep voice.

"—Thump!"

The noise stopped abruptly with the sound of the hammer.

The judge who had been about to strike down the gavel then put it down and looked at Zheng Jing.

"Zheng Jing, a member of the First Division?"

"It's me, Lao Zheng."

"Why are you entering the court like this?"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Jing suddenly looked towards Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, who was in the audience.

"Old Master, does it mean that when our Thirteenth Guardsman meets the Forty-Sixth Chamber, we have to bow three times and kowtow nine times, hold our long swords in both hands, and look down at our haori?"

"First Division Squad Member Zheng Jing! Stop trying to confuse the issue!"

A wise man shouted angrily.

"Where are your shackles? Where are the guards who escorted you? Confess now!"

"Torture instruments? Soldiers?"

Zheng Jing scratched his cheek and blinked, puzzled.

"Could you be referring to those two petty thieves who impersonated colleagues in the court just now?"

He chuckled as if suddenly realizing something, and waved his hand.

"Hey! These two thieves are really unlucky, running into my hands. They even claimed they were there to escort me to court, and tried to chain me up with a flick of their chains. Hehe, I, Old Zheng, tied them up by the back of my hand. Look, they're in the passageway behind that door!"

Zheng Jing pointed to the gate leading into the courtyard.

"You guys are truly sages of Soul Society, otherwise I would have completely forgotten about them!"

The entire courtyard fell silent for a moment.

"—Guards! Seize him at once!"

The silence was broken by the shout of a sage.

"Huh? Take me?"

Zheng Jing glared at the sage who had shouted.

"Old man! What right do you have to call for people to arrest me?"

"You openly defied orders and even attacked the soldiers escorting you—"

"Bah!"

Zheng Jing pointed to that wise man.

"So, according to you, those two hotheads were really sent by your group to lock up me, Old Zheng? That's absurd!"

"Let me ask you, am I, Old Zheng, a murderer?"

Murderer?

"Of course not!"

In the audience, Yoruichi cupped her hands to her mouth like megaphones and shouted with a laugh.

Naturally not.

You could say that Zheng Jing was brave and ruthless during his school years, but even on the Spirit Arts Academy's arena where he signed a death pact, Zheng Jing never actually killed anyone.

"Captain Shifengyuan, please be mindful of your position! Do not interfere with the trial from the audience!"

A wise man quickly stopped Yoruichi from getting involved.

At the same time, Zheng Jing spoke again.

"I ask you again, am I Zheng Jing, a traitor or a spy?"

Some of the wise men were eager to answer, "Yes."

Because this is the charge they are preparing to pin on Zheng Jing today.

With Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni present, they knew that it was unrealistic to convict Zheng Jing of such a crime without any evidence.

But these people still do it.

Why do you want to do this?

Very simple.

Zheng Jing is now far too uncontrollable.

He was born in Rukongai.

He graduated from the Spirit Arts Academy in less than a year and then joined the First Division, where he was highly regarded by Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni.

A year ago, Zheng Jing already possessed the strength to serve as the vice-captain of any squad.

A year later, how much had Zheng Jing grown after single-handedly fighting his way back to Soul Society from Hueco Mundo?

Those nobles who were jealous of him did not know the answer to this question.

The reason why Zheng Jing was not suppressed immediately a year ago was because Zheng Jing had just begun to show his prowess, and the nobles had not yet decided how to deal with him when he suddenly disappeared in the world.

Now, Zheng Jing has suddenly returned.

In other words, this interrogation was almost a show of force by those nobles to Zheng Jing.