“Prince Jean, I have to admit that your luck is pretty good.”

Harvey York took the revolver and chuckled. Then, he fired another shot at his temple with his right hand.

A blank.

However, Lucas Jean’s expression instantly changed once again.

Harvey gave a puff on the revolver. He then smiled and said nonchalantly, “It seems that my luck is also very good.”

Lucas’ pupils contracted when Harvey handed over the revolver to him this time.

The hand he used to pick up the revolver again was tremb