"Your Honor!"
At that moment, a young man ran up to the middle-aged man, smiled kindly at George, and whispered, "Your Honor, this young man is George."
"What? You're sure? He's George?" The middle-aged man was confused, looking George up and down.
He wasn't supposed to be at least twenty-seven or twenty-eight? But this kid looked like he was only in his early twenties.
"No mistake," the young man nodded, pointing at Kent and shouting, "And I've confirmed it - this guy attacked first. George was just defending himself."
"Damn!"
The middle-aged man cursed in his mind. His face changed several times, and finally, he looked at George arrogantly. "Kid, I'm from Mirror Academy. Interested in joining us?"
"Mirror Academy?" The young man was shocked, and said, "Your Honor, are you crazy? We are..."
"Shut up!" The middle-aged man glared at him fiercely, and the young man immediately shut his mouth.
George was confused, and said, "Not interested."
