“Is Akio here?” Harvey asked, his tone calm.

“If he is, get his *ss out of here right now.”

“How dare you call out the master’s name as you please?!”

The robed man’s face changed once he took a good look at Harvey.

“You’re Harvey York?!”

“Go! Kill him now!”

The man gave an order immediately upon recognizing Harvey.

A shame it was just too late.

Harvey shook his body slightly before pouncing forward.

Eight Kings of Arms wailed in pain; they weren’t even able to pull their swords out before they were sent flying. Their orifices were bleeding profusely when they landed on the ground again, all composure lost.

The robed man’s expression changed into horror. He tried to get away, but he was just too slow.

Harvey appeared right in front of him, and swung the back of his palm across his face.

The sound of a loud clap rang, and the man slammed right into the ground before losing consciousness in an instant.

Julian’s face was grim upon seeing what had happened. Before he could say