“Bullsh*t!” Someone yelled.

“That’s the trace you just folded. You ruined a famous legend painting and you are still talking nonsense here! Believe it or not, I’ll hit you!”

“Yeah! Taking this as the evidence? Do you think that we are stupid? Or are you out of your mind?”

“Harvey, can you not be so funny? Hurry up and kneel. If you anger everyone later, you will be beaten up.” Luis Zarate also sneered again and again.

Although Harvey York explained it very well and thoroughly, he did not have any evidence to support his words. Everything was just speculation. It was useless.

In this case, everyone would surely believe in Charles Zarate, and would never believe him.

Harvey stared at Luis as if he was looking at a fool. He then said, “Boy, your Master’s skills aren’t that good. I can now understand why that’s all you got.”

“After this, I suggest you change to a better master. Don’t waste your life on him!”

Harvey patted Luis on the shoulder with regret after speaking.

“Go away!