The entire banquet hall was extremely tense, and the atmosphere was so still, you could hear a pin drop.
This banquet, of course, was the Hongmen feast, where everyone harbored ill intentions. There were no axe-wielding soldiers arranged because they were utterly useless and could even lead to leaks due to the chaotic Qi of too many people... But the wine did contain a strange poison, waiting for the precise moment it would take effect upon being swallowed.
However, no one considered that he had drunk the wine, yet the poison had absolutely no effect—it was a poison provided by the God Demon, after all!
Cui Wenwei retreated from his seat, his heart pounding with fear.
Nor did anyone expect Zhao Changhe to not even participate in the pleasantries, too lazy to exchange a few courteous words, and instead, he directly flipped the table to reveal the truth...
