Harvey York’s Rise to Power

Chapter 5936
"I’m sorry, Ms. Xyla! We ran into a bastard who took Miley away after taking US down!”
The tattooed man seemed a little afraid, but he still mustered his strength to speak. His eyes kept twitching.
"Right! He told US he was waiting in room number one! He told US to go to him if we dare!
“Another thing-Young Master Remi's with him too! The web Young Master Remi shot out was stuffed into his mouth as well! That man’s actually going to kill him!
“It’s not that we’re powerless, Ms. Xyla! That man’s just ruthless! We can't do anything!”
The people there frowned after hearing the tattooed man’s words.
'The Smalt Sect has a powerful identity in the outskirts... Who would dare go against US in the first place? Is the man stupid? Or does he have a death wish?

'Besides, Young Master Remi belongs to Evermore ! Evermore has always been discreet, but knowledgeable people would know just how strong the organization is!
'Any leader of the Twelve Earthly Branches would be able to form a top-rated family with the forces they control! They're probably in an entirely different league compared to the families, too!
'Going against the Smalt Sect and Evermore ...can only mean certain death!’
Emil put his cup down, narrowing his eyes.
"Interesting. No wonder my useless seniors would suffer so
many losses in a place like this. People around here are pretty feisty too, huh? Did you state our identity?"
“I did!"
The tattooed man nodded.
"We told him about the Smalt Sect! But he wasn’t scared at all! We even hinted at Young Master Remi being from Evermore ! He said that he didn't care!”
To prevent being punished and to have revenge, the tattooed man didn't hesitate to fan the flames as much as he could.
Emil chuckled. Only playfulness could be seen in his eyes.
He came here fully prepared. His father was already planning to work with the Smalt Sect. And yet, when he was invited to a meal by the sect, something like this happened...
Someone else needed to deal with the situation for him. He couldn't be bothered to take action himself.
“Ms. Xyla,” he said, looking at her.