Harvey York's Rise to Power

"You're supposed to be a part of the Smalt Sect, Mr. Stefan...

The expert smiled with an indescribable coldness.

"I'm ordered to send you to the afterlife.

"Are you prepared?" The chilly tone was enough to make Stefan Augustus' body freeze stiff.

After taking a deep breath, Stefan finally composed himself when he squinted at the man before him.

"You must be a grandmaster at least on par with a Sword Saint, right? "Based on Amos' abilities, he probably doesn't have the means to send you here.

"So, who is it that's trying to kill here? "The person supporting Amos?" Stefan was abnormally calm in the face of death. He gave a weird stare when looking into the expert's eyes.

"It doesn't matter who you are. Since I'm sure Amos didn't send you...

to do is to send word about

even if you're trying to use my

we take a step back?

the money you get for this job. How does

didn't believe you people were such smooth

"If I were actually hired,

you're not hired, then you must be from an

out who's behind you, not only would your actions today not have any meaning, but your support would also

Evermore..." The expert chuckled after

smart men usually don't live

I would've left you alive to see if you're still useful. "But now that you revealed everything, I simply have no choice but to

to sway

have kept alive even if

my last sliver of hope to fight! Maybe I'll actually win that way!" Stefan brought