"Could it be poisoned?"
After this morning's incident, Emperor Charlotte Grey became extremely sensitive.
The teacup he was holding was suspended in mid-air.
His eyes showed surprise.
Could the poisoning incident be related to the West Tower?
And delving deeper, could it be connected to Hayden Caldwell?
Upon further reflection, could Han Caldwell have orchestrated it to destroy the Sword Sect?
"It doesn't seem like poison." Han Caldwell savored it carefully, closed his eyes, and pondered. "It's unlikely to be poison."
"Then what's that strange taste?"
Devlin lifted the teacup and sniffed it.
The tea fragrance was actually quite good.
Hayden Caldwell's tea skills were ranked among the top five in the Caldwell Family.
Tea brewed with care naturally would not taste bad.
"I can't quite describe it, but it's very strange. It seems, apart from tea, there's also a hint of sauce flavor in it." Han Caldwell slightly frowned, drank up the tea, and poured another cup.
