“Is that so?
Rodney Foster scoffed after hearing Harvey York’s words.
“It’s not that I want to disrespect you, kid!
“Where did you get the confidence even to say that?
“Come! Tell me where you learn so I can gauge your abilities!
“To be honest, even if you get Master Ziegler here, the odds will still be the same!”
Harvey glanced at Wes Pagan’s head. The evil energy on him seemed like it was about to materialize. The torment he had been feeling each day must have been difficult for him.
Sleepless nights were probably the least of his worries.
If he did manage to fall asleep, he would be woken up by nightmares anyway.
At this point, he could only last for weeks at most.
Without a second thought, Harvey felt pity.
Harvey shifted his gaze toward Rodney.
“I’m not a geomancy expert. I didn’t learn this from a so-called master.”
Rodney froze before he coldly chuckled.
“And yet you’re still this confident?”
“I do know the art of killing though,” replied Harvey.
“For example, yo
