Queenie watched his actions with great shock. Harvey casually rolled down the car window and waved his hand, letting the dust fly out.

For others, the sword had significant meaning. It was a priceless artifact that could be treated as a family heirloom.

But for Harvey, the sword meant nothing to him.

He cast the sword aside after it broke in the middle of war, but someone managed to pick it back up and use it to frame him.

What a joke.

After seeing Harvey’s calm look, Queenie let out a sigh of relief. She knew full well that they had already won since the sword was destroyed.

The two then looked calmly outside the window.

Fabian stood in front of Murphy and the others.

“What’s the meaning of this, Murphy?”

“I told you! This is my car.”

“You’re telling me you’re going to search my car? This is just disrespectful!”

“When did you people have the right to go against me?!”

Murphy grinned deviously as he watched Fabian’s frosty expression.

“We’re both from here, Fabian. We can’t