"Are you saying that someone will sabotage it?" Yang Zeheng looked at Gu Chengrui in surprise.
"I'm not sure, but there are lazy people everywhere. They might not be willing to see the stronghold disband. In short, it's better to be careful."
"I understand." Lin Yitian turned around and walked out.
The kitchen was the only place that could cause large-scale destruction.
Therefore, he brought two brothers with him and watched the kitchen surroundings.
They didn't expect that they would really catch someone who was about to drug the wine.
"You're courting death!" Lin Yitian grabbed the poison from him.
"What poison is this?" he asked, glancing at the poison in the paper bag.
"It's not poison. It's just ginger powder to warm the body."
"Is that so? Have a taste first." After Lin Yitian finished speaking, he was about to pour it into his mouth.
