"What do you mean by proof?" Ethan shouted and turned toward Mark. "The Royal Treasury guards themselves came and took the piles of gold."
He looked directly at the King.
'What the fuck?'
How can the king be so shameless?
When he gave taxes,he even asked for receipts but the people refused saying that there wasn't any system of giving receipts as proof
A thick vein bulged on his forehead but he decided to calm down.
"Isn't that right, Your Majesty? This loyal follower has always catered to your wishes and even paid more taxes so the citizens could benefit."
Mark's expression stiffened. He looked strangely flustered and raised his voice.
"How would this old man know?"
"Do you think I keep track of every noble's payments?"
"How would I know?"
He waved his hand dismissively.
"Go and ask the person you paid to."
"What?" Ethan's eyes shook as he blinked in disbelief. "Do I need to find that person myself?"
