"You must be one of Emery's right-hand men and one of the Kings of the criminal underworld of Wolsing. Janus, right?" Harvey walked over to the coffee table and poured himself a glass of water and finished it in one gulp.

Janus narrowed his eyes. "You know a lot about me."

Harvey smiled. "Of course. I have to, since my followers are preparing to replace you. How are they supposed to replace you if we don't know enough about you?"

And then, Harvey clapped and said, "Right. Tell your underlings to come out now. It's a little bit boring if they're still hiding so cowardly."

When Janus heard what Harvey had to say, he gave it a thought and looked around. Once he was sure there was no ambush, he then clapped.

Very quickly, dozens of men and women in dark and tight outfits appeared. All of them were equipped with machetes and repeating crossbows. They immediately spread out and kept on kicking open the door into all the other rooms.

Harvey calmly said, "All my doors here are antiques,