Is there still a king's law?

On an old street in the old town of the northern suburbs, in a hardware grocery store located on the corner of the street.
The door of the shop was half-open. Inside the shop, under the dim light, several men and women were sitting on plastic stools. Everyone had a sad and sorrowful look on their face. The atmosphere in the shop seemed a little depressing and sad.
"This matter absolutely cannot be let go like this!"
A man slammed the table, his red eyes revealing a look of grief and indignation,...