“Master York?”

“Repay the favor?”

The middle-aged man squinted at Harvey, smirking coldly.

“You’re not even old enough, and you’re here to challenge our master?”

“Who gave you the courage?”

Harvey sized up the man, and saw something black on his forehead.

“Interesting,” he said curiously. “What kind of business do you people do here? Why is a graverobber like you serving customers?”

The man’s expression changed instantly; he was scared witless after hearing those words.

“Wh…What do you