Harvey York's Rise to Power

Chapter 6111 Stefan chuckled coldly.

"That bastard's here? Even better! "Move! I'm going inside!" Stefan was just about to push the man and enter the VIP lounge area.

"Rules are rules, Consul. I do hope that you won't make things harder for US." The man showed a bitter expression, and quietly made a gesture. A dozen security guards showed up, glaring coldly at them.

Judging from their firearms in hand, they were fully prepared for anything to happen. A fight would break out if anything were to go wrong.

Stefan cto cause trouble in the first place; there was no need for him to hold back. He chuckled coldly, then slapped the man to the ground.

Slap! "Are you threatening me? Do you think you can do that just because you have Amos's support? "I'm going in! Catif you dare! "Even if my men lose a single strand of hair, I'll make you know regret!" Stefan then strutted inside.

The man showed a gloomy expression, but he wouldn't dare get his cpu subordinates to pull the trigger. After all, no matter how impressive he was, he knew just how powerful Stefan's identity was.

Stefan was clearly here to cause Amos trouble.

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The man gave a few looks, and the security guards left. Harvey chuckled.

Many times, speaking reason wouldn't work at all. That would only be possible with reasonable people.

Since Stefan was here to cause trouble, Harvey would've slapped him in the face if he had been held outside of the lounge area.

Since Stefan was clearly challenging Amos, he needed to show his cards and prepare for the inevitable battle. There'd be a huge show coming soon...

Harvey adjusted the cord on his mask before following behind Stefan, his arms crossed.

A few minutes later, Stefan and the others arrived at the front of the courtyard.

Other than being able to enjoy the racecourse not far away, the bright blue sky and the desert could also be seen in the half-open courtyard.

A few barbeque stands were placed in the middle, with exquisite - looking lamb rolling inside. A faint fragrance wafted in the air, tempting everyone's fingers as soon as they got a smell.

A dozen people sat together while they chatted happily. Many security guards were looking around cautiously. Harvey casually glanced at the group, and spotted two people in the center of attention.

One of them was naturally the young master of the Smalt Sect, Amos.

The other was an Islander with a calm expression. He wasn't showing too much emotion as he sipped his glass of sake. It was clear he was no ordinary man.

Harvey instantly figured out his identity at that moment.

He was the spokesperson of the Toyotomi family, one of the four great families of the Island Nations- Naruse!

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