Hui Jian Yu stared at the man's face as he asked the question.
''Sorry!'' The man's expression changed as he realized who was standing in front of him. He quickly bowed his head and darted around him as if he was looking for someone.
''I asked you where is your twin, Onyx?'' Hui Jian Yu questioned him again.
''Who? I don't understand''. He spoke in a slow but confused tone.
Hui Jian Yu spoke, ''If you have lost your memory due to a brain injury, don't worry, I will make you remember. Onyx is your crazy twin with whom you beg on the streets''.
The man's forehead became cloudy. There was anger in his eyes, however, he voiced patiently.
''Your highness, you are mistaking me for someone else''. He said.
''No, I know you very well. You got these marks on your fingers because your fingers got stuck between the wooden window of my carriage''.
''Your highness, you are wrongly accusing our master''. The servant stepped forward.
