Set off at ease?
Mu En's brows furrowed coldly.
His gaze, icy and deep, fixed on Wu Jie.
What did this mean?
Was he about to die?
Or, was Wu Jie just talking nonsense?
Mu En was at a loss.
Seeing his reaction, Wu Jie couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Fuck! What are you dazing for? Got scared?"
"You, Mu En, kill without blinking an eye, what's there to be afraid of? Hurry up and sit down!"
With that, Wu Jie picked up the bottle of alcohol and poured two cups with a gurgle.
Mu En sat down, skeptical.
Although handcuffs and leg irons were inconvenient for running away, simple actions like eating and walking weren't affected.
Wu Jie raised his glass with a smile:
"One for Xu Juan, and one for Xu Xinyi!"
Saying so, Wu Jie poured both cups onto the ground.
Mu En grew even more puzzled.
Good drinks... why share one with me?
To toast to two members of the Xu Family, when the Tianyuan Tang Family had always been on bad terms with them?
A toast for what?
