"Sir Reeds, the letter could have been fabricated."

Spring said calmly, "All he needed to do was to get someone to imitate my penmanship.

"He could easily make a fake letter. It doesn't prove anything."

"Precisely! Who knows if he made it up?" The Hills took Spring's side readily.

"Oh, Spring, it seems like I've underestimated you. How can you still be denying what you've done?

"Alright, since you insist you're innocent, I'll give you evidence you can't deny."

Dustin clapped. Then, the disciples of the Kirin Gang parted to make way.

Then, an old man with white hair and beard strode out with his head held high.

Everyone stood frozen in place as if they'd been struck by lightning.

The old man was none other than the late Sir Paul!

"H—how is this possible? Isn't Sir Paul dead?"

"Oh my god! I can't possibly be looking at a ghost now, right?"

"What on Earth is going on? Has the dead come back to life?"

The crowd was shocked, and they all staggered back. They looked like they'd