Carol was about to aim her firearm at Harvey when Makoto was pped to the ground. She withdrew the


    weapon shakily immediately after that.


    She originally thought that Edwin was the reason behind Harvey’s confidence. However, all she could


    feel at that moment was despair.


    Makoto held his face gingerly, feeling his cheek smarting with pain. His pride, self-esteem, and the


    Bushido spirit were wounded from the p


    as well.


    Harvey took out a tissue and carefully wiped his fingers.


    “You just can’t,” he concluded lightly.


    Those three words crippled Makoto once and for all, who slumped back onto the ground. He had


    underestimated Harvey’s strength before meeting him, and felt that he could still crush him even if he


    was protected by a King of Arms. It was only now that he realized that Harvey could down him with just


    one p.


    The Shinkage Way, the Takei family, and otherbat experts… They were nothing in front of Harvey’s


    p.


    Even on the verge of having a breakdown, Makoto still hung onto the final shred of pride. He refused to


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    “York, you’re definitely something, all right! So what if you beat me? I came here as an envoy of the


    Ind Nation. If you were to kill me here, how would you exin your actions to your superiors? How


    would you prevent word from spreading to the public? Thus, no matter how powerful you are, you won’t


    dare to kill me! In this era, you can’t do whatever you want just because you are powerful! Times have


    changed, York!”


    “Is that so?” Harvey smiled and started approaching Makoto slowly. “You provoked me first, didn’t you?


    My reputation will be ruined if I don’t kill you right here, right now.”


    Carol shivered out of fright when she noticed the killing intent in Harvey’s smile. She quickly dialed a


    phone number at that moment.


    “How dare you!”


    Meanwhile, a majestic voice drifted from the back of the mourning hall.


    A group of Inders wielding longswords burst through the door at that time. They exuded a terrifying


    aura which separated them from the goons Harvey had killed earlier. A white-haired elderly man in a


    hakama led the group with his hands folded behind him. He emitted an overbearing aura, signifying his


    immense


    authority amidst the group.


    Edwin’s breathing became heavier and more ragged. He couldn’t help but ce himself in front of


    Harvey protectively.


    “Father.”


    Makoto felt ashamed when he saw the old man.


    “Master Takei!”


    Carol also quickly went forward to greet him, a joyful expression on her face.


    Both Makoto and Carol appeared to be slightly at ease at this moment. It was as if everything could be


    settled as long as this old man was


    there.


    Apparently, this was Chief Takei. H was the head of the Takei family, the Elder of the Shinkage Way, and


    also a great master standing at the pinnacle of the King of Arms-Maki Takei.


    Moreover, it was said that he was only a step away from bing the true God of War. Also, he had


    ultimate moves that allowed him to draw out enough strength to parallel an actual God of War.


    He was destined to be extraordinary.


    Carol’s eyes shone with admiration. She admired people who was incredibly strong and powerful such as


    Maki. She wouldn’t mind getting married to him as his concubine and spend the rest of her life in the


    Ind Nation.


    Sadly, Maki would never be interested in boorish women like her.


    The man in question probably had no idea that Carol harbored such thoughts for him. He ignored his


    embarrassed son and the strewn corpses in the courtyard. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at Harvey


    coldly.