The Supreme Harvey York

Chapter 4444
“Master York?”
“Repay the favor?”
The middle-aged man squinted at Harvey, smirking coldly.
“You’re not even old enough, and you’re here to challenge our master?”
“Who gave you the courage?”
Harvey sized up the man, and saw something black on his forehead.
“Interesting,” he said curiously. “What kind of business do you people do here? Why is a graverobber like you serving customers
?”
The man’s expression changed instantly; he was scared witless after hearing those words.
“Wh... What do you mean by that?”
“I’m warning you, kid! You better not spout nonsense!”
“I’ll sue you if you do!”
The man talked big, but he looked awful.
Naturally, Harvey managed to touch a nerve.
“If I’m guessing correctly, you found a huge tomb of a landlord from the Whip Dynasty.
You planned to dig everything up and sell them for money.”
“But evil energy filled the air as soon as you did. You got scared and ran out of the place.”
“Your luck has been very bad recently. You tried to solve it yourself, but to no avail.”
“Do you know why?”

“As a geomancy expert, you don’t even know the basics of grave robbing.”
“It isn’t hard to deal with your problem. If you beg for my help, I’ll tell you how to get rid of your bad luck.”
“If not, judging from your current state, you’d suffer quite a bit even if you don’t die.”
“The people around you will be hurt too.”
The man was shocked. “You...”
The customers quickly stepped away, afraid they’d be cursed with bad luck as well.
“If you keep yapping, I’ll call the cops right now,” Harvey said.
“You’d be locked behind bars for at least three years.”
“You’d have a lesser sentence if you surrender yourself, though. Better think this through.”
The man hesitated; he didn’t know what to do after hearing Harvey’s words.
“You’re just trying to scare everyone!”
A handsome young man stood up, yelling at Harvey.
“You’re just scaring him with nonsense because he hasn’t been resting well! You’re trying to ruin Volton Hall’s reputation!”
“Do you have no morals or shame?” he snarled.
“Morals? Shame?” Harvey smiled. “Do you think you have the right to say that?”
“The customer in front of you is looking for a date for her son to get married. Based on the Centennial Book, July 3rd and August
16th are good dates for that,” he said.
“But you...?”
“You told her that her son should be married on July 14th, on the Ghost Festival. You also sold her things she didn’t need in the
first place.”

“What are you trying to do?”
“You’re scamming people off their money, and you’re calling me shameless?”
The middle-aged woman, who had a piece of red paper with her, looked shocked. “Is this true, Master Lee?”
The young man changed his expression immediately.
“He’s making things up! He doesn’t know anything!” [Fast update on daotranslate.com]
“Any sane person would know how to read the Centennial Book,” Harvey said.
He took a step forward, then showed the book to the woman.
When she saw it, her face turned horrible.
“Nothing goes well on July 14th,” she read.