“That said, ordinary people wouldn’t be able to go against Harvey York.

“I need to go back to the Immortal Pavilion. Master Mograine, one of the four elders there, is my aunt.

“She’ll be able to take care of the problem.

“Even if Harvey wants to fight back, he wouldn’t be able to do so this time.”

Then, Blaine John tapped on Westley Wright’s shoulder with a sincere look.

“Don’t worry. Just give me two days to handle the situation.

“Bear with me. Taking a little more of the drug wouldn’t cause any problems.”

Westley seemed calmer after hearing Blaine mention the Immortal Pavilion.

He picked up a syringe while his hand kept shivering, then injected himself with it to calm his addiction.

“I want Harvey in pieces when the problem’s solved!” he coldly exclaimed.

“I understand. You don’t need to do anything.

“This was my intention in the first place.”

Blaine glared coldly.

“It’s not that bastard’s first time ruining my plans now.

“It’s also not his first time disrespecting me!