Wu Ziyang frowned slightly, feeling a sudden surge of irritation. He reached out to pat Chen Feiyu on the shoulder again and said in a low, cold voice, "Don't you dare refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Chen Feiyu opened his eyes slightly and glanced sideways at Wu Ziyang. A flash of sharp light seemed to flicker in his pupils.
Wu Ziyang trembled all over, an inexplicable sense of fear rising in his heart, as if a sharp sword were hanging before him, ready to strike him down at any moment.
Chapter 669