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...

I need to do is to send word about the

you're trying to

back? It'll be

this job. How does that sound?" The expert

were

now! "If I were actually hired, I would've already taken

then you must be from an even

any meaning, but your support would

from Evermore..." The expert chuckled

men usually don't live

still useful. "But now that you revealed everything, I simply

sway at

alive even if

Maybe I'll actually win that way!" Stefan brought out an old box with