As soon as these words were spoken.
The hall fell into deadly silence.
Feed him herself?
What did that mean?
The expressions on everyone's Faces went from shock to strangeness, and finally settled into a look of unspoken understanding.
The anger on Qian Hong's Face froze, and he felt a bit confused, but being an old fox, he instantly sensed a different meaning.
Regardless of the other party's intention, as long as he was given a step down, the Qian Family's Face was saved.
As for Qian Shaoyou, he was completely frozen in place.
He subconsciously touched his rather handsome Face.
This... the drug hasn't even been administered yet, so why... why has she become like this?
Could it be... could it be that his charm had reached such a level? That even this Dragon-Slaying Fairy was captivated by him?
That's right! It must be so!
Her previous coldness was just a pretense of being aloof, meant only to attract his attention!
Thinking this, Qian Shaoyou was overcome with wild joy and placed the wine pot on the table.
He couldn't be bothered to think about the drug anymore.
Anyway, the wine in his own cup was clean.
Qian Shaoyou sighed, feigning difficulty, "Since the lady insists, then I shall respectfully obey."
Having said that, he pushed the wine cup he held forward slightly.
The expressions of Liu Ke and the two others standing behind Jiang Yuechu were even more fascinating.
Chen Tong and Liu Ke exchanged glances, both seeing confusion in the other's eyes.
What the hell is going on?
They were just hostile moments ago, and now, in the blink of an eye, they seem to be flirting?
Only the monk No Abstinence narrowed his eyes, looking rather meaningful.
The smile on Jiang Yuechu's Face deepened.
Her smile was bright like spring light, making Qian Shaoyou's heart flutter.
But she did not reach for the wine cup.
"Come, open your mouth."
Qian Shaoyou's mind was blank, and he subconsciously opened his mouth.
The next moment.
Jiang Yuechu raised her eyes, her gaze falling upon the wine pot on the table.
Buzz—
The Celadon Wine Pot actually trembled slightly without warning.
Under the horrified gazes of the guests, a thin stream of liquid shot out from the spout.
Tracing a graceful arc, it aimed squarely for Qian Shaoyou's open mouth!
This... what kind of method is this!
Qian Shaoyou's eyes widened sharply, and he immediately closed his mouth.
Wait!
This wine... is drugged!
But Jiang Yuechu's smiling eyes turned icy cold at that moment.
"Pry his mouth open for me."
Before the words had finished.
Chen Tong and Liu Ke appeared instantly on either side of Qian Shaoyou!
Chen Tong's large hand clamped down tightly on Qian Shaoyou's shoulder, immobilizing him.
Liu Ke then extended two fingers, precisely gripping his jaw, and snapped it open with force!
Crack!
A crisp sound.
"Ah— Wuwuwu—"
Qian Shaoyou let out a painful muffled groan, struggling desperately, his limbs flailing wildly, but in the hands of the two Demon Suppression Guardss, he was like a small Xiao Kun waiting to be slaughtered.
With this, the guests in the hall finally realized something was seriously wrong.
Even if the method of feeding you was a bit unusual, your reaction shouldn't be this intense, right?
Could it be... Qian Hong's Face turned ash-white, and forgetting all about Face, he rushed forward a few steps and was about to kneel with a thud.
"Lord Jiang! Please show mercy! My worthless son acted improperly, and I... my Qian Family is willing to apologize!"
Jiang Yuechu didn't even look at him, she just tilted her head toward Chen Tong and the other man.
Chen Tong and Liu Ke understood, and simultaneously released their grip.
Qian Shaoyou slumped to the ground like a pile of mud, frantically scratching at his throat with his fingers, retching repeatedly.
The guests in the hall didn't dare to breathe loudly.
Jiang Yuechu slowly stood up, walked over to him, and looked down at him. There was no trace of a smile left in her voice, "Speak, what was in the wine?"
Qian Shaoyou trembled violently, just shaking his head desperately, not daring to utter a single word.
"You won't say?"
Jiang Yuechu chuckled softly, not pressing him.
She suddenly turned her head, looked at the monk No Abstinence behind her, and nodded slightly.
The monk No Abstinence understood immediately and staggered out of the hall.
This action made everyone even more confused.
Jiang Yuechu's gaze returned to Qian Shaoyou, "If you don't speak..."
She stretched out a slender finger, tapped the wine pot on the table, and said softly, "Then I'll make your father drink it, and ask him what it tastes like, how about that?"
Qian Hong's Face instantly turned green.
Damn it!
What does this have to do with me?!
This son of a b*tch!
Qian Shaoyou trembled all over.
How... how could things turn out this way?
In his plan, there were only two outcomes.
Either she drank it, and he naturally won the beauty.
Or she didn't drink it, and they could just pretend nothing happened.
But now... his terrified gaze subconsciously shot toward the main seat.
He saw the old monk Forgetting Dust, who, without him noticing, was also staring at him coldly.
A bone-chilling coldness shot straight from his tailbone to the top of his skull.
Just as Qian Shaoyou's mind was collapsing.
Downstairs, the manager of Fuyun Tower suddenly let out a cry of surprise.
"Sirs, sirs, why are you doing this?"
Immediately following.
Clang—
Neat footsteps and the scraping sound of iron chains being dragged came from the staircase, moving from far away to near.
One, two... ten, twenty... a dense mass of figures in Dark Black and Scarlet Patterns, holding Waist Knives and carrying iron chains, surged into the magnificent hall like a tide.
In the blink of an eye, they completely surrounded the entire second floor.
Leading them was the monk No Abstinence, who had left earlier.
He had completely shed his previous frivolous appearance, and his plump Face was filled with grim severity.
He held a Buddhist Ringed Saber that was highly disproportionate to his physique, and grinned at the terrified guests in the hall.
"Amitabha, benefactors, I hope we haven't scared you?"
The guests were deathly pale and dared not utter a single word.
Jiang Yuechu slowly stood up, smoothed her robes, and her clear, cold voice slowly echoed throughout the hall.
"Qian Shaoyou, a Gentry Member of Liangzhou Prefecture, attempted to murder a sixth-rank imperial official."
"Everyone present here attended this banquet, and may be connected to this matter."
"In the name of the Brigade Commander of the Demon Suppression Division's Heaven Character Camp, I suspect you of forming cliques for selfish gain and plotting illicit schemes. You will all now be taken back to The Department to assist with the investigation!"
As soon as these words came out, the entire hall was stunned!
The pot-bellied Salt Merchant who spoke earlier was the first to leap up, his Face filled with shock and rage.
"Lord Jiang! What do you mean by this? Qian Shaoyou might have the guts of a bear and a leopard, but what does that have to do with us? You cannot slander us!"
"That's right! We are all good, honest citizens. How could we associate with such a lunatic?"
"The Great Master is still here! Are you suggesting you'll even take the Great Master away for questioning?!"
Someone bravely brought up Forgetting Dust.
Jiang Yuechu merely sneered.
"You were the ones who invited me here, you prepared the food, and you summoned the people. Now that something has happened, you want to wash your hands of it completely?"
"How am I to know if you weren't colluding with him?"
She paused, turning her gaze toward the main seat, her clear, cold eyes filled with mockery.
"As for the Great Master..."
"Heh, the Great Master's Buddhist teachings are profound. I imagine he wouldn't mind sitting in the Demon Suppression Division's jail for a while to lecture us on the Dharma and discuss Zen philosophy, would he?"
"Amitabha!"
Forgetting Dust could finally no longer maintain the appearance of an Enlightened Eminent Monk.
Muscles twitched on his withered Face as he suppressed his fury and spoke in a deep voice.
"Commander Jiang, this action of yours is far too tyrannical!"
"The Demon Suppression Division upholds the Imperial Law and maintains peace in the Region. Yet, now you are publicly arresting all the gentry and Wealthy Merchants of Liangzhou Prefecture. How is this behavior different from that of bandits?"
"this poor monk knows you are young and impetuous, but everything has Karma. Do not persist in your error, and consider the consequences carefully."
As he spoke, the oppressive aura of the Core Formation Realm erupted.
Everyone felt terrified and could barely stand steady.
But Jiang Yuechu's expression was cold as she looked down upon the crowd.
"Consequences?"
She slowly raised her right hand.
Then, she lightly waved it forward toward the Demon Suppression Guardss filling the hall.
Her clear, cold voice distinctly entered everyone's ears.
"Take them all down."
"Anyone who dares to resist..."
"Kill without mercy!"