Haitang Courtyard.
The banquet resumed, but the few people drinking didn't have their hearts in it.
Dong Jinzhong sat with a dark face, silent.
Earlier, he sensed the smell of blood drifting over and heard movement. He was the first to take action, but had lost face.
After all, this was Cyan Hall, his own territory.
Someone had come into his house to cause trouble, clearly not respecting him.
Therefore, even though it seemed like he casually threw out a cup, he had already used seventy percent of his strength...
Fiery Inner Force clung to the Golden Cup, and the wine inside instantly burned and evaporated, turning into a blazing fire.
Logically speaking, even a master at the Meridian Passage Realm would find it difficult to take that Heart-Piercing Strike with ease; they'd at least stumble and cough up blood.
Those with slightly weaker skills might even break their arms when blocking, getting pierced on the spot.
It's not that he didn't want to go all out...
