"You... When did you poison us?"
One of the young men stood up, his face ashen, his gaze fixed on the middle-aged man in utter terror.
The middle-aged man coughed violently twice, then spoke with disdain:
"You hotheads from the Cangwu Sword Sect... just as impatient as I thought.
"When did I ever say I poisoned your tea?"
Fang Shuwen glanced up at the young men in surprise.
'The Cangwu Sword Sect?'
Sometime back, when he was at the Zhuji Pavilion, he had chatted quite a bit with Zhou Qingmei, mainly to learn more about the Jianghu.
Previously, he had only known of the Zhuji Pavilion. It wasn't until he arrived there that he learned it was one of the Seven Great Sects of the Eastern Domain.
He later found out that the Seven Great Sects of the Eastern Domain were the Zhuji Pavilion, Taixu Dao, Wentian Mansion, Flying Star Hall, Cangwu Sword Sect, Yuqing Pavilion, and the Nianhua Zen Temple.
