Harvey York's Rise to Power

Chapter 6085 Harvey York completely ignored Caspian Lee's outburst when he patted the pieces off his hand and wiped them with a paper towel.

"Come! Call the cops! "Not only did these people not go through with their end of the deal, they're even trying to distort the truth and blackmail us! "It's a tremendous amount of money as well! This is shocking! "I want the police to givean explanation for this!" Kali Howell quickly called the police.

After what had happened in the Kendo Hall the night before, Dutch and the others had already obtained a lot of evidence.

They had no way to convict Caspian and the others for extortion...

But making threats and trespassing would surely be enough to get them in trouble.

Caspian and the group were not detained altogether but were fined seventy dollars for it.

It was not a huge amount, but it was extremely embarrassing.

At the stime, this meant that the outskirts' police would not be biased towards the group of people just because they were foreigners.

Caspian was humiliated for the first tafter constantly using his master's nto show off in the country. He and the group of people paid the fine before leaving resentfully.

Tojo Nomura did not do the same.

Kali Howell's tea set that he smashed belonged to a deceased artist.

The set would easily sell for millions in an auction. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

It was already a breach of the law to destroy something this expensive.

Not only would he have to compensate for the damages, but he would also have to be locked up and wait for his punishment.

More importantly, since Kali did not want to plead for him, he was fated to be locked up for a few months before he was eventually exiled.

The damages and humiliation were immense.

Caspian was shivering in anger after knowing about this.

That said, everything was done according to the law.

As long as the country was unbiased, Caspian could not do anything about the situation.

Eight o'clock at night, Caspian cto a dreary courtyard with a decrepit expression.

The courtyard was built like any other building in the country with the interior design of the Island Nations. Caspian stood in the middle of the courtyard when he could clearly sense the cold glares in his direction.

If he made any sudden moves, he would die without a doubt.

After taking a few deep breaths to compose himself, he waited silently.

While his head was still lowered, he could not help but look at the curtain in the back hall.

A scrawny figure was kneeling behind the curtain.

He had an unsheathed longsword placed beside him. The cold glint of the blade would occasionally glimmer through the curtain.

The hall was filled with a cold sense of murderous intent. It felt as if a single leaf would be torn to shreds if it were to fall into place.

The materialized murderous intent was quite terrifying.

Ding! After a while, the longsword suddenly flew out before piercing into a boulder in the courtyard.

The sword instantly went through as if the boulder was made of butter.

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