Understand?
Don't understand?
Adam didn't feel he fully understood the teacher's words, but he also didn't think he understood nothing at all.
He grasped the general meaning—sort of, he understood half of it.
Thirty minutes later, Adam sat behind the eighty-five centimeter tall dark black judge's desk, contemplating.
Directly in front of him was the defendant's seat, where vendor Eric and four men in gray clothes had varying expressions. Among them, vendor Eric was calm and serious, saying nothing. Three of the gray-clad men were expressionless, while the bald man had a bruised face and a fierce look, glancing at Eric then at his three companions.
It seemed that, rather than hating vendor Eric, the bald man hated his three companions more.
In light of the situation, as many as four court security officers and a court sheriff were on high alert nearby to prevent the four gray-clad men from fighting among themselves.
