Bang!

The smell of gunpowder wafted in the air when the bullet flew. It was a decisive shot.

Naturally, there was no hint of hesitation or mercy in the shot. Snow’s goal was to keep Harvey York in this very room.

It was a shame. Snow was fast, but Harvey was faster.

Harvey pounced forward as Snow pulled the trigger and tackled right into her torso.

Bang!

The stray bullet hit right at the ceiling.

Snow was immediately sent flying before she crashed onto a bookshelf made out of Stayport’s yellow flower pear wood. Her orifices were bleeding profusely, while many of her bones were broken.

The silver firearm flew away from her arms, spinning on the ground, out of reach from her.

“You’re a peak King of Arms? That’s all you can do?”

Harvey was showing utter disgust.

The words were enough to put Snow in despair.

Harvey could not be bothered to talk anymore. He left the office all on his own.

He then walked into an elevator before arriving at the front door.

“Who are you?!”

“What