Harvey York’s Rise to Power

Chapter 5576
Seeing the woman being so polite, Harvey chuckled.
"You’re about to die, aren’t you?" he said.
Everyone froze after hearing those words.
The woman looked at Harvey, filled with disbelief.
Her guards looked as if they had met with their greatest enemy. They quickly reached for the firearms on their waists, ready to act if anything were to go wrong.
"You bastard! How dare you curse the lady like that?!’’
Benson yelled.
He charged forward, as if he was about to shoot Harvey in the head.
Harvey ignored him, and glanced at the woman.

"You have a refreshing yet salty scent on you.
"That isn’t perfume, but some sort of liquid that came from a plant. Specifically, the Tracker Barley. A single drop will make the smell last for weeks on your body.
“Experienced hunters would be able to track you down with the smell alone.
"You people use this for hunting, right?
“But in this day and age, this must be used for killing instead."
Benson's face darkened instantly.
"You’re just a city boy! You don’t even know what the Tracker Barley is!
"Stop showing off in front of us! There’s no point!
“Do you even know who the lady is? She’s the Wolven Tribe's Mammoth Branch..."
Benson realized something, and quickly changed the subject.
“In any case, I'll kill you if you keep yapping!"
Benson fearlessly pulled out his firearm and took off the safety, about to place the barrel on Harvey’s head.
"Shut up already!"
Harvey couldn't be bothered to talk to Benson; he had no intention of conversing with this vulgar man.
He stomped on the ground -a loud crack formed; a piece of wooden chip broke off and hit Benson right on his hand.
Benson screamed in pain, dropping his firearm. Before he could react, his firearm was already in Harvey’s hand.