Chapter 6200
“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.
“It’s pretty effective against nightmares and people affected with aphasia.
“But I guarantee you that it won’t be helpful this time.
“Not only are your teachings completely useless, but the cinnabar you used to draw the talisman was also bought online.
“You’re hoping it will work when you’re using fake ingredients? What a joke.
The man pointed at Harvey when he constantly stuttered, unable to string proper words.
“And you…”
Harvey pointed at a man who seemed like he was from Seed Frontier.
“Why are you pretending you’re even from Seed Frontier?
“I don’t care if you actually know the Beetle Technique or if you’re just pretending…
“But judging from the people from there, you’d die a horrible death if they found this out about you!”
The man instantly changed expression before scurrying out of the place.
Harvey was instantly proven right.
“You, you, you…
“And you.
Harvey pointed at the people who insulted him the most.
“Are you planning to admit to your faults? Or do you want me to do it for you instead?”
Cold sweats were dripping down their backs when they bowed with pale expressions.
“We were being ignorant, Sir York…”
Then, Harvey walked into the back hall after dealing with the people around him.
Veer Hunt and the butler looked at each other. They never thought Harvey would exceed such expectations.
They quickly led the way without wasting any more time.
Paislee Foster and a few others hesitated momentarily before following behind Harvey.
On one hand, they wanted to see if Harvey was actually capable.
On the other hand, they wanted to be there if they could redeem themselves.
Harvey naturally knew what was going through those people’s minds. He casually came to the back room, completely ignoring the people behind him.
There was a huge wooden bed inside the room.
A pale-looking elderly woman was there.
All sorts of equipment were strapped on her, showing signals of her weakening body.
Veer stepped forward before speaking.
“Please, Sir York.”
Harvey nodded before circling the bed.
He could see a faint darkness surrounding the old lady, resembling the odor of rotting flesh.
After squinting momentarily, he took a deep breath and smelled the foul odor before regaining calm.
“How’s my mother, Sir York?
Veer doubted Harvey’s actions, but he still asked anyway.
“Can you save her?”
Harvey did not answer the question directly.
“With the Honey Pill, she’d be saved immediately.
“But unfortunately, I don’t have it…”
