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 use my death as an

a step back? It'll be good

get for this job. How does that

you people were such smooth talkers at

I were actually hired, I would've already taken

hired, then you must

have any meaning, but your support would also

The expert

smart, but smart men usually

still useful. "But now that you revealed everything,

to sway at this

even if I

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