Harvey York completely trampled on Tojo Nomura’s pride the previous night. He even ruined Kendo Hall’s startup and its plan to expand the Island Nations’ swordsmanship.

Tojo had been holding in his anger since then.

He would not care about a mere cup of tea because of this.

He furiously waved his hand, swiping the tea set to the ground. Shards of porcelain were scattered all over the floor.

The two beautiful women standing behind Tojo were smiling disdainfully.

‘As expected of Islander men