“Quick! Protect Master Garcia!”

“Don’t let that man kill him!”

An Indian shivered before he returned to his senses. He held up his sword and stood in front of Cody.

The others followed suit, trying to stop Harvey from doing anything.

Harvey ignored the fierce-looking Indians completely and looked calmly at Cody.

“If that’s all you have to show from your Mystic Arts…”

“It sure doesn’t look like you’re going to get your way today.”

Cody raised his head, his entire body still shaking; resentment could be seen on his pale old face.

“Us Indians will always repay the favor! We’re not done with this yet!”

“Are we not?”

Harvey shrugged nonchalantly.

“So you’re saying it’ll all be done if I deal with every single one of you here?”

The Indians turned pale the moment they heard Harvey’s murderous tone.

Privately, they were cursing Cody and his entire family.

‘Why the f*ck are you still hell-bent on revenge now? Are you insane?! Now’s not the time to talk about something like that! E