Harvey York chuckled at Axel Garcia.

“Are you sure you want to do this?

“If your top talents all die by my hand…

“How are you going to explain this when you return to India?

“You won’t just cut open your stomach like the people from the Island Nations, will you?”

“You…”

Axel was boiling with anger.

“You b*stard!” he exclaimed while gritting his teeth.

“Sharp tongue!”

“He’s a little too cocky, isn’t he?!”

“The so-called top talents from Country H have been completely crushed for the past couple of days! What right does he have to act like this?!”

“There was another cocky one just like him a few days ago!”

“He instantly got slapped aside too!”

“Don’t hold anything back, Ryland Burlowe!”

“Show him the true form of India’s martial arts!”

The Indian crowd was cheering without restraint, as if they had already won.

On the other hand, all of the people on Country H’s side were showing gloomy looks.

“Everyone’s been saying that Harvey sold out the country for glory and riches.