Jiang Wang had nothing to prepare, so he went to the stable to fetch Flame, wearing a longsword on his waist and a blue robe, then he left the residence and headed straight for the "Justice" gate.
Of course, he would not gallop recklessly through the busy streets, and Flame was also very intelligent, walking steadily and knowing to avoid pedestrians.
Just then, an old man tremblingly walked towards him.
Flame snorted and turned on its own, stepping aside.
Thus, Jiang Wang clearly saw that the old man turned in the same direction.
Then—
"Ah~yah!"
Right before Flame's hooves, the man slowly laid himself down.
He cried out weakly, "Someone has been killed."
Judging from his look, he was just an ordinary person, clad in coarse cloth with two patches on it, albeit washed clean.
Jiang Wang felt a streak of exasperation, pulled the reins, and steered the horse aside, fearing that Flame would really trample him by accident.
"You can't leave!" the old man shouted again.
