On the wedding day, he poured wine on the ground in front of the bride and groom.
If the bride and groom left without a toast, then the act of pouring wine on the ground was more than an insult.
It was a naked humiliation in front of the immortals and gods of all the major forces on Earth.
And there was a murderous intent in it.
One Toast to the Yellow Earth, one toast to death.
This was the wine of death.
Yu Wenhua and Philomena’s faces were extremely gloomy. The Dragon King had done such a humiliating thing during their joyous wedding. It was simply an insult to them.
“Dragon King, this is too much!”
When the supreme elder of the Yuwen clan saw this scene, his face was unusually embarrassed. He moved and instantly appeared beside Yu Wenhua and Philomena. His face was gloomy as he swept his gaze across the wine on the ground and stared at Wang Xian.
“Dragon King, are you looking for...”
