"I feel something's not right." Pei Ye did not touch the newly served soup, staring at the softly lit banquet. Li Xizhou did not respond to him.
In Qiongju Garden, there was a moment of silence, the newly served Cold Toad Soup had attracted most people's chopsticks, Li Youlong's head was lowered, obscuring his face, and Li Can Nan also did not pick up his chopsticks.
After Li Huang finished speaking, no one continued, seemingly marking the end of the topic. Indeed, those who were supposed to speak had spoken, and those unexpectedly speaking had also spoken, no one else ought to follow.
So Pei Ye wondered, where had Yu Sicheng gone?
