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.

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 plan won't do. Let's think of

tell you this. You need to be ruthless to stand your ground. The

be too late when you decide to take action." Amos's face turned gloomy after

was torn about the plan, a discreet-looking van showed up at Harvey's doorstep the next day. Stefan and a few

the doorbell with a severe expression; he hesitated for a moment before finally pressing it. "Mr. Stefan." After opening the door, Harvey politely led

Aren't you supposed 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 disappointing himself if Stefan wasn't planning on a

the most prominent figures at this point. No matter what I do, I'd at least have

you gavethe badge, Sir York. I have no intention of holding back against Amos, but there's still a small problem." Harvey chuckled, completely ignoring the disdain