Aside from the audience sitting in the back of the public area, a voice full of immersive anger also echoed in the VIP box above the theater.
However, Baron Gess was not putting himself in the shoes of the newlyweds, but rather that of the lord who was still just a shadow.
This is slander!
"Which noble is this? I absolutely refuse to acknowledge such nobility in Campbell!"
"Saint Sis above... I'm a lord too, I have tens of thousands under my hand, how come I've never heard of any rural farmer saving up silver coins?!"
The servant standing next to him didn't dare to make a sound, though he felt like crying and laughing inside.
Master...
It's a stage play.
If you actually brought a farmer from your territory to perform, would you sit here and watch?
Moreover, your subjects are so poor they can't save up any silver coins; they have to leave their homes and go to Thunder City for work... Is that really something to be proud of?
