Mr. Kledos?
Someone impersonating your lordship?
Wiggins instantly understood why Arthur frowned.
In South Los, and indeed in the entire South County, reputation is of utmost importance.
Once tarnished, it becomes a matter of great concern.
It could even lead to an unending vendetta.
"Your lordship, please leave it to me!"
Wiggins patted the carriage confidently and, carrying his umbrella sword, jumped down— the carriage had already reached the entrance near the outskirts of Rat Street.
In simple terms, close to Wiggins' stronghold.
Here, Wiggins felt a natural sense of security.
More importantly, his two subordinates were on watch here every day.
In fact, as Wiggins leaped from the carriage, the two subordinates ran over.
"Boss!"
The two lads whom Arthur had met before greeted Wiggins and then, without waiting for his orders, charged into the alley.
Hod, who was in the midst of extortion, reeled back as soon as he saw the two young men.
One of them even exclaimed.
