After hearing that Harvey called himself the head of Law Enforcement, the people behind Lydia scoffed.

In the same group, a woman with short hair who was dressed in Chanel brand from head to toe and sporting an Omega Constellation watch glared icily at Harvey.

She clenched her hand and laughed arrogantly.

“Let’s stop wasting time on a man like him, Lydia!”

“People like him think they’re on top of the world the moment they get praised!”

“Look, he’s even thinking of joining the martial arts tournament!”

“He thinks he can become the head of Law Enforcement and make everyone serve him!”

“He's trying to be an elite of Flutwell!”

She glared at Harvey again, her face disdainful.

“Someone like him can never do anything responsibly!”

“So why even waste time on him?”

“I don’t care if he gets in the ring or not, but I know he’ll be beaten to death as soon as he steps inside!”

“Forget it. A man like him won’t actually do what he says,” a man with short hair added with a gloomy tone.