"A misunderstanding?"
Ye Xiu snorted, leaning in so close to Wang Yue that their faces were almost touching. He whispered, "The Wang Family and I have no grievances, yet you colluded with the Ye Family and the Long Family to kill me. I kindly saved your life, and you repaid my kindness with malice by instigating the Envoy to kill me. You call that a misunderstanding?"
"Enjoy this last supper. Eat as much as you can, because you won't be able to eat where you're going."
Without waiting for Wang Yue to respond, Ye Xiu walked onto the stage. He coughed lightly, drawing everyone's attention to himself.
THUMP!
Wang Yue, Ye Tianming, and the Lord of Long slumped heavily into their chairs, their bodies trembling violently as they were engulfed in the shadow of death and fear.
