“Interesting. Really interesting…”

Koen clapped, his face cold.

“Not bad. Not bad at all.”

“It’s my first time seeing someone insulting me and slapping my men away in Flutwell!”

“Impressive!”

“Enough yapping. Are you making her kneel or not?” Harvey said, not wasting a single second.

“Or would you rather me teach her how to do things instead?”

“What the f*ck?! I can’t believe you’re cockier than I am!”

Koen was cackling out of pure rage; his expression was completely twisted as he laughed out loud.

“Let me tell you something, kid! My people will not apologize!”

“On the contrary, you’ll have to kneel in front of her house for three whole days!”

“If not, I’ll make sure to come for you sooner or later!”

“You have no chance no matter how strong your support is!”

“I’m giving you thirty seconds to think about it. Kneel and crawl out of the entrance, then keep kneeling there!”

“If you don’t, I’ll break every single limb you have!”

“And if you resist, I’ll kill you on the spot!”