“That’s why I’m asking you for help…”

Harvey froze when he heard about the Torres family’s history. A bitter smile reached his lips.

“Don’t forget: I may be the Head Coach, but I’m no doctor.”

“That’s true, but you know the Art of Killing.”

“The Lifestealing Finger is one of those techniques.”

“Only you have a chance to save my father now.”

“I really wouldn’t ask for your help if that wasn’t the case.”

Naturally, Ansel knew that Harvey wouldn’t take action that easily. That was why he kept quiet for the longest time.

But after seeing his father in pain, his face showing no color, Ansel decided to take the risk and ask for Harvey’s help regardless.

“No need to be this formal, Ansel,” Harvey replied.

“I can’t guarantee I’ll heal your father and bring him back to normal, but I’ll do my best.”

“Don’t worry. You’re all brothers in my eyes.”

Ansel was utterly grateful.

“We can die happy with those words of yours, Sir York!”

He then gestured for the driver to head back home.

“R