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Harvey York’s Rise to Power

Chapter 6135
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Chapter 6135 "That said, I'm a careful man too!" Harvey said casually.

"I don't care about oaths, nor do I care about morals. I want the deal in black in white." Amos felt relieved after hearing those words.

He was afraid of Harvey not asking for anything, determined to take him down at any cost. Harvey's actions were enough to make him stop worrying.

Soon, two contracts were made before Harvey and Amos signed their names and stamped their fingerprints. "Please, Sir York." After carefully putting the contracts away, Amos smiled before gesturing for Harvey to step forward.

Harvey smiled before stepping on the pedestal without wasting any time.

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The Smalt Sect had built two big pedestals for the battle.

A circular mat was seen at the top of the thirty-foot pedestal after going up the steps.

A massive statue of Caesar Augustus was in between the two pedestals.

Ninety-nine different seats were prepared in the entire guest hall.

Other than the followers, pilgrims, and journalists, nine high monks from the Smalt Sect were seated at the first- most seats.

The monks were well-proficient in their teachings-they wouldn't be biased towards anyone just because of their own benefits.

These monks made the battle look a lot more grandeur just by existing.

Many of the followers were holding strings of praying beads.

Everyone seemed excited, waiting for the Smalt Sect's battle to begin.

The Wolven Tribe and the four great tribes' higher-ups were all there as well.

They remained silent after bowing in front of Harvey.

After all, they knew that the outskirts' situation would be set in stone after the fated battle.

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"Everyone! This is the most crucial moment of the Smalt Sect's ceremony! "A battle of wits! "The winner will be able to take the position as young master of the sect, as well as the Nine Eyed Beads! "At the stime, Amos will give up his training if Harvey wins! "And if Amos wins, Harvey must treat him of his problem! "Both sides have already been offered contracts! "Anyone going against the deal would be punished mercilessly!" A reputable high monk stood up.

"If there are no objections, then let's begin the battle!" Amos put down his off-white robe before sitting neatly on the pedestal.

"I have no objections." Harvey was calmly playing with his phone-the entire crowd was completely speechless.

"I have none, either." The monk frowned, and glared at Harvey.

"Begin!" he exclaimed coldly.

Amos squinted at Harvey before smiling.

"Since I've been studying the teachings my entire life, I shouldn't be taking advantage of that. You should start first." "I don't have any experience in this, so you should start first," Harvey replied.

The crowd was filled with disdain and shock as they looked at Harvey.

'If that's the case, then why are you even here in the first place...??

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