Koen’s eyes and mouth couldn’t stop twitching.

He didn’t know what to say in front of Harvey.

He’d be challenging Longmen’s authority if he said that he didn’t respect the organization in the first place; this was not something a mere outer disciple of Golden Palace could do.

That said, he would be disrespecting himself if he acknowledged Longmen and the identities of the people in front of him.

Thus, Koen wouldn’t dare say a single word; he could only look down in silence, his face awful.