ng!


    Harvey flicked his finger. A loud sound followed, and the man trembled. The weapon in his hand slipped


    from his fingers, thrown to the air and piercing the ceiling.


    The man was filled with utter disbelief.


    He reacted quickly. The next moment, he started throwing heavy punches right toward Harvey.


    “The Nanyang North Fist!


    Even though his moves weren’t as lethal as Thand’s Muay Thai, they were still quite impressive.


    It was a shame that the man had to bump into Harvey of all people.


    Harvey remained calm in the face of the man’s


    attacks. He took a half a step backward before grabbing a vase at the side of the corridor and smashed it


    right onto the man’s head.


    Bang!


    The man stumbled backwards in unsteady steps, his head bleeding all over.


    When he finally returned to his senses, Harvey sent him rolling to the ground with a single kick.


    Pfffft!


    Blood spurted right out of his mouth, his face now a wretched expression.


    He tried to crawl back up, but had no strength to do so.


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    “Take a good rest. You’ll be able to move after half an hour. If you don’t, you’ll just cripple yourself.”


    Harvey took a step forward, about to kick open the wooden gates in front of him.


    Right as he raised his leg, however, the elegant gates swung open by themselves.


    His eyes widened instantly.


    A beautiful woman elegantly dressed in a traditional gown from Nanyang was sitting in front of a harp.


    Her slender hands looked like silk, slowly plucking the harp. Pleasant rhythm echoed throughout the


    room, giving off a delightful experience.


    Harvey pped his hand, smiling sarcastically.


    “What a sweet melody.”


    “I’m already right at your doorstep, yet you’re still in the mood to y your harp?”


    “Should I say that you have a big heart, or that you’re impressive?”


    The woman raised her head slightly. Just that simple movement alone was incredibly alluring. Anyone


    would instantly fall for her at first sight.


    Her dress entuated her gorgeous figure, further ramping up her beauty.


    She was Katy Cobb, a woman on par with the don of Briewood Gang in Hong Kong and Las Vegas’s


    underworld.


    Faint surprise shed in Katy’s eyes at Harvey’s appearance.


    Sheposed herself well, not letting her emotions get the better of her as she scrutinized Harvey


    carefully.


    Both Katy and Harvey’s eyes were locked into one another, as if they were quietly sizing up the enemy


    and trying to find a weakness to take advantage of.


    After a long time, Katy let out a huge sigh and finally stood up.


    “This harp is ancient, and I paid a lot of money to get it from Country H.”


    “If we do fight, please don’t ruin it. Is that okay?”


    Her calm words made it seem as if the two were old friends exchanging pleasant conversation, but they


    also revealed the harp’s origin.


    It was as if she wanted Harvey to know that she respected Country H’s culture.


    Harvey shed her a yful expression as his eyes studied the powerful woman before him intently.


    “I’m not here to chat, Head Cobb.”


    “I’m here tonight to let you know three things.”


    As he spoke, a pleasant fragrance wafted into his nose. Subconsciously, his heart skipped an excited


    beat.


    Harvey frowned. The effect was reminiscent of a spell from Nanyang


    ‘Is this woman trying to use a love spell on me?’