Harvey York's Rise to Power

Roue chuckled.

"Not exactly. The difficulty depends on your resolution." "What do you mean by that?" Amos asked, still frowning.

"If, say... Someone Vaati deeply cares about dies in Harvey's hands... Would the Aenar Temple remain friends with him?" Roue said, smiling mysteriously.

"Someone Vaati cares about...? Does he have a woman or something?" Amos showed a curious expression.

"Let's think outside the box, Young Master." Roue seemed quite relaxed.

Stefan is his child. If he dies, do you think Vaati would remain this calm?" Amos scowled. "There's a huge risk in that. If he finds out that I started this... He'll fightwith everything he's got. This

ruthless to stand your ground. The outskirts'

in due time. It'd be too late when you decide to take action." Amos's face turned gloomy after hearing those

plan, a discreet-looking van showed up at Harvey's doorstep the next day. Stefan and a few of his trusted subordinates

expression; he hesitated for a moment before finally pressing it. "Mr. Stefan." After

to be making preparations at the Aenar Temple?" Harvey smiled faintly at Stefan; he had already given Stefan the Smalt Sect's badge. He'd be

essentially a gathering spot of the most prominent figures at this point. No matter what I do, I'd at least have to

I have no intention of holding back against Amos, but there's still a small problem." Harvey chuckled,