"Look into this. See if Aston visited Volton Hall before. If he did, find a way to bail him out," Harvey said.


    Cliff appeared again when Harvey finished his third pot of tea.


    "Sir York, he did go to Volton Hall beforeing to our ce. When he came out of there, he seemed to have


    be a different person."


    "I bought off one of the workers there, and I''ve confirmed that the actors were all from the same ce."


    "The Volton Hall is involved!"


    "After they failed to cause us troublest time, they embarrassed themselves and ran out of business. They had no


    choice but to rely on free services to attract customers."


    "They were hoping to shut down Fortune Hall for good this time."


    "What a shame. You''ve outmatched them!


    Volton Hall will definitely suffer."


    Castiel bit into an apple, his face filled with admiration.


    "We shouldn''t have gone easy on themst time, Master York!"


    "Who''s the owner of Volton Hall?" Harvey asked.


    "A man from the underworld. His name is Waylon Sacket," Cliff replied quickly.


    "Rumors say that he''s not only good at geomancy arts, but he''s also well-versed in medicine."


    "He''s a tough opponent."


    "Waylon?"


    Harvey chuckled. "Come on, Castiel. Let''s go visit that man."


    At first, he didn''t want anything to do with Volton Hall.


    But they crossed the line when they used an old man to attack Fortune Hall against his will.


    Harvey decided to crush Volton Hall right there and then.


    Plus, the owner was Waylon. What a small world!


    Castiel was excited to hear Harvey''s words.


    He immediately started packing; he took some cinnabar, apass, and some yellow papers before following


    Harvey.


    The customers were excited as well - a big show was about to happen!


    There were only a few customers inside Volton Hall. Waylon''s disciples were in low spirits.


    When the customers there saw Harvey and his people, they froze. Then, they quietly stepped aside.


    The disciples were furious. One of them, a middle-aged man in arge robe, stood up and red at Harvey.


    "Who are you people? How dare you cause trouble in Volton Hall?" he yelled.


    "You think you can just barge in here like this?"


    "Don''t you know how powerful our master is? Leave!"


    A woman with fancy makeup stood up as well.


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    "You have one minute to leave."


    "If you''re still here, we''ll make you pay!"


    "Enough yapping. Get Waylon out of here right now." Harvey crossed his arms, looking calm. "Tell him that Harvey''s


    here for him."


    Castiel added proudly, "You people keep attacking Fortune Hall! Master York''s in a good mood, so he wants to repay


    the favor.


    You got a problem with that?"