Harvey York's Rise to Power

Chapter 6132 On the third day, early in the morning.

Harvey wore his simple white tracksuit when he reached the front door. A Haval limousine with a bright yellow license plate had been waiting outside.

Stefan cout of the passenger's seat to open the door for Harvey.

Harvey went inside the car, waiting for it to start up with a smile on his face.

"There's no free food in this world. Speak up if there's something on your mind." Stefan chuckled awkwardly before handing a laptop to Harvey.

"The schedule of the ceremony's out, Sir York, other than the ones that are the sas before... The Smalt Sect arranged a battle as well." "A battle?" Harvey chuckled.

"What? Are they planning for experts to fight to the death now?" Stefan let out a sigh.

"It'd be good if that were the case....but that's not it. This is a battle of the sect's teachings. And also..." Stefan swallowed his spit.

"Amos told his subordinates to announce that he'll bet all of his Eyed Beads in the battle. And that he hopes that we do the same. He's planning to end everything with a single battle!” In the Kronen Temple's guest hall. When it was almost afternoon, countless luxury cars entered the parking lot.

People kept swarming into the extravagantly-decorated hall.

Almost everyone knew that the ceremony was coming.

More importantly, Amos and Stefan were about to have a battle of teachings here.

Not only would the battle decide the Eyed Beads' possession, but the position of the Smalt Sect's master as well.

Since there were two whole days to advertise the battle, the entire outskirts was in an uproar. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Everyone wanted to know who would cout on top.

Of course, most of them believed that it'd be Amos.

After all, not only was the young master talented both in academics and strength, he was also a rare man who had been staying in the mountains for the longest time.

More importantly, rumors said that he was the reincarnation of the sect's founder.

Stefan was a consul of the Aenar Temple, but his reputation had been less than stellar recently.

Many people thought that he tarnished the title of consul as well.

At around twelve in the afternoon, a few discreet-looking Maybachs slowly parked at the side of the guest hall. Eighteen monks cout before opening their bright yellow umbrellas.

The doors of the car in the middle opened soon. Amos walked out with Serval, stinger, and Elaine.

"We've invited a few high monks to serve as notaries, Young Master," stinger said while guiding the way.

"After deciding the battle of the sect's teachings, we've gained support from the Smalt Sect along with a favorable impression from the sect's followers.

"What a marvelous plan from you, Young Master! "With Harvey's support, we might not be able to win through force against Stefan.

But an outsider like him wouldn't be able to beat US in a battle of wits.'