“If that works, the Hunt family would’ve just looked for a masseuse. What are you even doing here for?”

The monk’s face darkened instantly. He had no way to refute Harvey’s words. He desperately wanted to speak up but simply could not get himself to do so.

Then, Harvey pointed at an elderly man wearing a goatee with a sage-like aura.

“Don’t think I can’t tell you’re from the School of Humanitas just because you’re not wearing a robe.

“You must have the Talisman of Tranquil up your sleeve.

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