Chapter 71

However.

Surprise was surprise, but Lei Lei Qianhu’s actions were not slow at all; he said loudly to everyone:

“Start the banquet!”

Following that.

He also sat down at the main table.

“Master, come, have a chicken leg.”

After hearing Lei Lei Qianhu say to start the banquet, Jiang Chen picked up his chopsticks and put a chicken leg into Li Li Hanyi’s bowl.

Then he picked up several more dishes.

Now at this main table.

Only Jiang Chen, Li Li Hanyi, Lei Lei Qianhu, Wen Liang of the Wen family, and the four people from the Tang Men were sitting.

The others hadn’t even picked up their chopsticks yet.

Li Li Hanyi’s bowl was already piled high by Jiang Chen.

In the hall.

Everyone looked at Jiang Chen speechlessly, whispering in their hearts about where the Snow Moon Sword Immortal had picked up such a strange disciple.

Li Li Hanyi looked at the amount of food in her bowl, which was enough for at least two people, and couldn’t help but roll her eyes at her disciple.

“Master, eat!”

Jiang Chen looked at Li Li Hanyi innocently: “You are injured now, you need to eat more to get better faster.”

Hearing Jiang Chen’s words.

Everyone looked at Li Li Hanyi in surprise.

The Snow Moon Sword Immortal is injured?

As for the Tang Old Patriarch and Lei Lei Qianhu, they looked at Jiang Chen with surprise.

They didn’t know if Jiang Chen was just simple-minded or if he said it on purpose.

Seeing everyone looking their way, Jiang Chen smiled and said: “Don’t just watch, hurry up and eat; this kind of banquet isn’t easy to come by.”

After speaking.

He looked at the Tang Old Patriarch again, the smile on his face even wider: “Old man, especially you, you are the host of this banquet, you must eat more.”

Hearing Jiang Chen’s words.

The Tang Old Patriarch’s expression was gloomy.

He thought Jiang Chen was pointing out the fact that he was sitting in the main seat again.

As the person with the highest seniority present, being disregarded by a junior’s junior, no matter how deep his city was, he had long since been angered.

If it weren’t for the unclear situation, he would have long since slapped Jiang Chen to death.

Seeing the Tang Old Patriarch ignoring him, Jiang Chen didn’t care at all.

He looked at Lei Lei Qianhu again, looking curious:

“Fortress Master Lei, are your banquets here also eight to ten people per table? What a coincidence, ours are too.”

Lei Lei Qianhu: ...

He didn’t quite understand how the other party had been taken as a disciple by Li Li Hanyi.

“Sigh, there really is a generation gap with you seniors; we can’t talk at all.”

Jiang Chen showed an uninterested expression, then looked at Wen Liang and asked with a smile: “Lingnan Old Brand Wen family?”

Seeing Jiang Chen talking to him.

Wen Liang immediately said with a smile: “Hello, Senior Brother, my name is Wen Liang.”

He felt this disciple of the Snow Moon Sword Immortal was too interesting and very much to his taste.

Hearing Wen Liang’s words.

Jiang Chen’s eyes lit up; he had been in Snow Moon City for so long, and finally heard someone call him Senior Brother.

Although the other party wasn’t a disciple of Snow Moon City.

But the Lingnan Old Brand Wen family and Snow Moon City were allies, so he could be considered half a Snow Moon City disciple.

“Junior Brother, I am very happy to hear you call me Senior Brother!”

Jiang Chen looked at him with a smile: “In the future, when you walk in the martial arts world, if you encounter any trouble, just report my name, Jiang Chen, and I guarantee no one will dare to touch you.”

Hearing this, Wen Liang.

Couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

He thought to himself that with your personality, if I reported your name, I’d probably be hacked to death by people very soon.

“Come, Junior Brother, let’s have a drink!”

Jiang Chen picked up the wine cup on the table and raised it to Wen Liang from afar.

Seeing this, Wen Liang hurriedly picked up his wine cup too.

However.

Just at this moment.

He suddenly discovered Jiang Chen looking at him suspiciously, and couldn’t help but ask: “Senior Brother, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

Jiang Chen smiled and said casually: “It’s just that I suddenly remembered that all of you in the Wen family are experts at using poison; you didn’t secretly poison this wine, did you?”

Hearing Jiang Chen’s words.

Before Wen Liang could react, the other heroes who had been paying attention to this side were startled.

They hurriedly put down their wine cups.

“Senior Brother is joking.”

Wen Liang felt like he was on pins and needles and hurriedly shook his head to deny it: “This banquet was hosted by Uncle Tiger himself; if I dared to poison it, Uncle Tiger would skin me alive!”

“That’s true.”

Jiang Chen smiled, then tilted his head back and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Seeing this, Wen Liang.

Felt his favor for Jiang Chen increase again, and then he also downed the wine in his cup in one gulp.

Then.

His expression changed instantly.

As the wine went down, Wen Liang felt his internal energy instantly sealed, and his head felt dizzy, as if he would faint at any moment.

He hurriedly took out a pill from his bosom and took it, only then feeling a bit more comfortable.

“The wine is poisoned!”

Wen Liang hurriedly shouted to the hall: “It’s the Tang Men’s Immortal Mist Dew, everyone don’t drink...”

But as he shouted, he discovered something wrong.

Wen Liang looked at Jiang Chen in confusion:

“That’s not right... Senior Brother, why aren’t you poisoned?”

As the closing disciple of Wen Wen Jiuhu, the head of the Lingnan Old Brand Wen family, Wen Liang was certain that the wine he had just drunk had been poisoned with Immortal Mist Dew by the Tang Men.

This poison was colorless and odorless.

Those poisoned would instantly lose all their power and soon fall into a coma; he had only detected the abnormality in the wine thanks to his many years of experience with poison.

It’s just... why didn’t this disciple of the Snow Moon Sword Immortal look poisoned at all?

“... You didn’t feel wrong, did you?”

Jiang Chen looked at Wen Liang in surprise: “The Tang Men and we are allies, why would they poison the wine?”

After speaking.

Jiang Chen looked at the Tang Old Patriarch: “Old man, am I right?”

“Why aren’t you poisoned?”

The Tang Old Patriarch stared intently at Jiang Chen: “Immortal Mist Dew is colorless and odorless; how did you discover it?”

At this moment.

The Tang Old Patriarch laid his cards on the table.

There was no other way.

With Wen Liang there, as long as they checked the wine on everyone’s table, it would be easy to know if there was poison in it.

At the very least.