Harvey’s actions were quite casual. His face held no expression, and his tone was dripping with sarcasm.

Queenie slapped Harvey’s hand away and backed away in an instant.

“Break his hand right now!” she exclaimed.

Clack, clack!

Her subordinates behind her took off the safeties of their firearms and aimed at Harvey’s limbs.

Murderous intent could also be felt from outside the room, directed straight at Harvey.

These people would not hesitate to pull the trigger if Queenie gave the order.

Feeling danger, Harvey calmly forwarded a text on his phone. Then, he shrugged and pointed at his right shoulder.

“Do it, then. See if you can cripple me,” he challenged, though his tone was calm.

“If you can’t do it, I’ll make sure you get crippled instead.”

“I do want to see if a mere vice helm of Dragon Palace’s branch would dare to cripple one of Longmen’s branch leaders without any solid proof.”

Harvey remained emotionless all throughout. While he looked down on his position as branch