To Harrison, no matter what status and identity Harvey had, Harvey would have to pay the price a hundredfold if he killed Harrison.

Harrison was sure that Harvey wasn’t stupid, either. The only reason he was taken hostage was because Harvey wanted to survive.

As such, he knew that Harvey wouldn’t do anything rash. Or at least, that was his conjecture.

“You impress me, Young Master Yates,” Harvey said playfully.

“Ordinary princes and young masters would already be scared witless after seeing such a sight.”

“You really are decent. As expected from the candidate for the next prince.”

“There’s just one thing.I’m not good at dealing with provocations, so you better not provoke me.”

“Otherwise, you might not even have time to regret…”

Harvey’s words were calm as he pushed the shattered bottle in his hand deeper into Harrison’s skin. More and blood began pouring out of Harrison’s neck…

But Harrison ignored it completely.

“You might not understand the Yateses of America’s hawkish sta