“Sir Reeds, the letter could have been fabricated.” Spring said calmly, “All he needed to do was to get someone to imitate my penmanship. He could easily make a fake letter. It doesn’t prove anything...”
“Precisely! Who knows if he made it up?” The Hills took Spring’s side readily.
“Oh, Spring, it seems like I’ve underestimated you. How can you still be denying what you’ve done? Alright, since you insist you’re innocent, I’ll give you evidence you can’t deny...”
After said that, Dustin clapped.
The disciples of the Kirin Gang parted to make way. Then, an old man with white hair and beard strode out with his head held high.
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