“And what do you think would be justice for that, granddaughter?” Tui In Hao bristled, and Chih wondered if it was too much, the transformed neixin claiming her as if it was their right, but then she shook her head. “It would have been her right to call you to court within five years of the incident. You might have forfeited half your family holdings to her. You might have lost the hand that pushed her. Nothing can be done now.” “That is punishment, where the law excels,” said the cleric. “Justice is a more difficult thing.”
