Bright candlelight, majestic guards, beautiful maids, and countless delicious dishes weave together a portrait of a high noble's night banquet.
However, the expressions on the everyone's faces in the portrait seem unusual, as if they've heard some incredibly shocking news.
Moreover, their gaze was all focused on Colin, as if they wanted to ask something but dared not speak up.
Colin picked up a silver wine pot, poured himself a glass of red wine, elegantly lifting it, gently swirling it a few times, then drank it all in one gulp.
"Good wine!"
Finally, Count Morrison came back to his senses, forcibly suppressing his inner rage and confusion, and asked in a deep voice:
"Count Angler, Floral City is the territory of the Morrison Family, on what grounds do you order the Blood Knight Army to take over?"
"On what grounds?" Colin sneered coldly, clapped his hands, and said, "Bring it up!"
Immediately, four guards carried a long object into the banquet hall.
