Chu Mian stood on the stage, her voice calm. “That depends on what you saw.” *How arrogant,* Chu Xing thought. *Talking back to a judge like that... how could he possibly let it slide?* But to her surprise, the judge showed no sign of displeasure. Instead, he asked humbly, “What I see is a young maiden’s blood spattering the white snow. The snow covers her body, leaving only crimson stains that, t