Chapter 115

"Come on, fellas! Keep drinking!"

Monte, Kevin, and the others refilled Larry's group's wine glasses after they finished eating. They had already emptied one bottle, and nothing seemed amiss. Larry and Blade breathed a sigh of relief; they had mistakenly believed the Cedar Gang intended to poison them.

However, they remained cautious, fearing a ploy to intoxicate them before attacking. Soon, Monte opened another bottle and poured wine for Larry, Blade, and Severin.

After pouring, they raised their glasses in a toast to Larry and Blade. The two men, their guard down, lifted their glasses to drink. Monte didn't worry about Severin's untouched wine; they felt confident they could subdue him easily.

Just as Larry and Blade were about to drink, Severin warned, "Don't drink that wine."

"Why not?" Larry frowned.

Severin smiled faintly. "Because it's poisoned."

"P-p-poison!" Blade and Larry exclaimed, their faces paling.

Draco Hall's men immediately stood, eyeing the surrounding people warily. The atmosphere tightened.

Monte was momentarily stunned, then laughed. "That's not funny! Watch your words! Everyone here already drank, including you! We're drinking together, aren't we?"

Severin stood slowly, a cold smile playing on his lips. "The wine in your glasses is from the previous bottle—it's not poisoned. But the wine in Hall Master Larry and Blade's glasses is from a newly opened bottle. The first bottle was fine, but this one is different! If you doubt me, exchange glasses with them."

Monte's face fell. He'd engaged Larry and Blade in conversation while opening the new bottle to distract them, assuming their intoxication would mask the switch. Surprisingly, Severin immediately detected the problem.

Larry was shocked, thankful he'd brought Severin along. Otherwise, both he and Blade would be dead.

"Care to switch cups with me?" Larry challenged Monte with a cold smile. [Remove the website promotion here]

"Hmph!" Monte snorted, throwing his glass to the ground.

Instantly, a Cedar Gang member ran to the door and blew a whistle. "Charge!" A group of men surged forward, surrounding them.