Theo's dilemma

Tap, tap, tap. 

Theo's finger struck the single table within the tent at a steady, rhythmic pace. 

Tap, tap, tap. 

'What am I supposed to do now?' 

Tap, tap, tap. 

It's been quite some time since he finished dressing Veila's wounds with Tiana's help. Then, after explaining the situation to the only disciple that, against his wishes, remained by his side, Theo sent Tiana away to the corner of the tent to meditate and focus on sensing her own power. 

And with the relative peace and tranquility that ensued, Theo finally faced the massive problem that he had to solve. 

'Just what cultivation rank should I pretend to have?'

This was the most important question that Theo had to answer right now. Given his attitude toward the big shots of the Crusaders, his ability was bound to be tested soon. 

But how much was he supposed to show? What cultivation rank he should pretend to be?