Chapter 187: Soul-Sealing Spike (2/2)

There were those who had too much to drink and those ere already intoxicated; there were also a few people who had quietly left the scene to so, another seven to eight people disappeared, along with an increasing number of intoxicated men

If it had been anyone else, they would think that these bunch of people had too h to leave in search for a place to sleep Yun Yang would never assume so

These people had come with ulterior motives How could they miss this chance to act on their covert missions?

He had intentionally created this chaotic drinking opportunity to force their hand… How could they miss this Godsend chance?

Those who had disappeared had one to the Residence of Nine Supreaze flickered before he hopped onto the table, swaying like a drunkard and called out, ”Who else? Who else is a man? Come, drink with me! I… I shall make all of you drink to your deaths today…”

After another session of wine pouring, another seventeen to eighteen people vanished fro could clearly see that those ere uards or follohile not even a single one of the generals from the various empires had so much as moved from their spots

Go, all of you; thefelt that the tiht, he stumbled towards Han Sanhe ”Marshal Han… uh, hic- uh… er uh… let me provide a toast to you, here, cheers!”

He raised his wine bowl and straightened his neck; the criushed out of the bowl butMaster Yun then rolled his eyes, chuckling ”Good wine! Good Wine! So fcking satisfying!”

Before he finished his words, his eyes claht into Han Sanhe’s ely co outwards from the corner of his lips

Drunk?

Han Sanhe did not expect such a turn of events and could only look helplessly at Yun Yang as sleeping in his e posture too The exasperation he felt at that moment was unparalleled

Han Sanheafter being certain that he was indeed unconscious This fellow really kne to pick his targets; he would have been tossed or kicked away had he collapsed in someone else’s embrace but he had fallen into Han Sanhe’s areneral in this continent, the continent’s God of war; even if he wanted to, he would not be able to actually kick the child away…

However, did he have to hug hiht about it and felt goosebuhout his entire body

”Send hi carried away, Han Sanhe’s gaze turned thoughtful The youth clad in black, as beside hilance

”Don’t go” Han Sanhe sucked in a deep breath and said, ”The operation on the Residence of Nine Supre your pardon?” The youth in black was puzzled

”If those people who have gone there is able to return, it’s not too late for you to go tomorrow”

Han Sanhe continued in a low voice, ”If they fail to coht”

The youth in black lowered his head and nodded without saying a word

”This Young Master Yun… what do you think about him?” Han Sanhe asked

”He's just a popinjay, what’s there to think about him?” The youth pursed his lips in contempt

”What’s there to think about hiaze clear as day ”This person… is a terrifying person to trifle with! There’s no doubt about this”

”A terrifying person? Can ‘extreoodness sake, he collapsed in your embrace earlier, without any caution!”

The youth rolled his eyes and said, ”Besides, even is he’s truly terrifying, he will no longer be a threat in the future!”

Han Sanhe questioned, ”What did you do?”

”I tested to see if he was really drunk with a Soul-Sealing Spike”

Murderous intent burst from the youth’s eyes ”The poison on the needle will react after half a month… I’veSpike has turned into a blue lineinto his blood vessels”

”So even if this person could reach heaven, his fate is sealed” The youth in black sly at his own cleverness

Han Sanhe frowned and said, ”Are you that confident?”

”There is no antidote for the Soul-Sealing Spike” The youth’s eyes were icy cold ”Just like… that poison…”

Han Sanhe sighed softly, his frown a sign of his disapproval about such doings but he did not co softly, ”This old man is old already…”

The youth dressed all in black said, ”Marshal is at the prime of your life What do you ht Han Sanhe back to his roouest roo as he slept like a dead swine In spite of it, his right hand was stuck to the base of his thigh

Yun Yang’s snore was rhyth He was even led wine out of his mouth every now and then

Anyone who saw hihtest idea that this felloas actually faking his intoxication

Yet his right hand that was on his right thigh had jerked swiftly A faint blue glow flashed on his thigh before a needle as thin as a cow’s hair was held between his fingers

In the blink of an eye, the fine blue needle vanished

Despite his apparent drunken state, Yang’s head was clear

”What a wicked tactic!”

”It’s a Soul-Sealing Spike!”