Could Gao Guang be considered a small fry? He should be, but he's the type of king without a crown, the minister without authority. It's clear that every matter seems unrelated to him, but without him, nothing would get done.
But what was to follow was completely out of Gao Guang's control. Forget control, it was even hard for him to get involved.
Ray still wasn't unconscious, and his blood-covered face was too good not to photograph, wasting a perfect image of a warrior bathed in blood.
At that moment, Tom came over and barked at the crowd surrounding him, "Back off. He's not going to die. Everyone, make way and help him up!"
The people of Shadow were bewildered, and Tom continued, "Make room. Don't you want promotions and pay raises?"
"But we've already processed our discharges..."
"Idiots!"