The hall was filled with the sound of footsteps and murmurs as people exited the court after the trial came to an end. Your client was sentenced to a period in prison under Qian Jin, one of the finest lawyers the city had seen.

As you stood with a frown, a low, deep voice came from behind you: "Another trial lost... perhaps being a lawyer simply isn't for you." Your smug rival chuckled and fixed his glasses.

"It's nothing personal, dear," he sighed contently, "whatever makes the money."