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King George's Heir

For better or for worse, Sharky was a serious court official, so he obviously needed to use the law here, let alone the fact that he was on the right side of it.

The young master on the horse finally spoke up. "There are injured people? May I ask where they are?"

"The speeding horse rammed into many people's booths. There's probably many people who were injured!" Sharky pointed at the messy street.

"Is that so?" The young noble said with a loud voice. "Which one of you has suffered because of our horse earlier? Please come out so I can compensate you."

He said this three times in succession. There was no response.

He then slowly turned back towards Sharky, an amused smile resting on his lips. "You've seen for yourself that no one was injured by my horse. It was you who killed this young master's horse instead. This is definitive proof. Do you have anything else to say?"