Rohan gritted his teeth.

“Who are you?!” he demanded coldly. “If I remember correctly… There’s nobody in Golden Sands as impressive as you!”

“Me?” Harvey chuckled lightly.

“I’m the geomancy expert of the Fortune Hall, representative of the country’s Martial Arts Alliance, and Longmen’s young master. Every single one of my identities is enough to crush you completely.”

Harvey casually grabbed Rohan’s revolver, then shot the latter’s leg.

Bang!

A bullet pierced right through Rohan’s leg, and he fell onto the rug. Blood splattered all over the place. He screamed in pain.

The crowd gasped.

Nobody expected Harvey would actually do such a thing. He actually crippled Rohan’s leg!

The crowd dared not let out a single sound. They were all afraid of getting involved by going against Harvey.

Crack!

Harvey took a step forward before stomping on Rohan’s arm. The sound of a bone snapping echoed; Rohan’s arm was snapped in half.

Harvey had done just as he said. He wasn’t a man who broke