A police patroller of the city approached them.
"Is there something wrong here, sir?" He's wearing the national police that was under the control of the Duke of Great Greivania with the logo. Jason's hand froze in the air and he put it down.
"Nothing, officer. There's just a misunderstanding." He smiled at the officer. He showed no expression and his jaw is still tight. He nodded at his bodyguards as they let go of Kenzo. Jason moved closer to him. "You are lucky this time."
Kenzo only glared at Jason. They left and the officer approached him.
"Sir, would you like to file charges to him?" The man asked.
"Thank you for your help, sir. But that man has lots of money and power. Besides, filing charges to him will be useless too."
"Then, it's different here in Lwazi. Have a good day sir." He saluted him as he turned back.
