Boundless coldness climbed up his spine, and Duke Rong was horrified.
He is a veteran who has been on the battlefield for many years. What powerful person has he not seen before? But he never expected that he would be restrained by two seemingly ordinary people with just one move.
There is no room for maneuver.
He was very scared, thinking about his own face, and still tried to struggle.
He opened his mouth before speaking. Suddenly, his shoulders felt heavy and he was pressed heavily on the chair.
Chasing souls and seizing souls, they were like two evil gods, one standing on the left and one on the right, like evil ghosts coming out of the Nine Nether Hell, submerging him in the air of death from which he could not escape.
Duke Rong Guo's breath stagnated when he saw Lu An coming over with a smile and carrying a tray. The blood-red wine in the glass cup above was the same as Lin Zhi's hand.
"My lord, please." Lu An bowed his body and smiled brightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes, revealing a strange coldness.
Duke Rongguo did not move.
"Heh." Lin Zhi raised his eyebrows: "Don't you dare to drink?"
Duke Rong's face turned blue. He knew clearly that Lin Zhi was trying to provoke him with words, but he had no choice but to give in.
He is Lin Zhi's maternal grandfather, and he is also a dignified Duke.
The dignity of the elder requires him not to show cowardice in front of the many juniors in front of him.
He gritted his teeth, struggled, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the wine glass.
Lin Zhi raised his glass lightly: "Please."
After saying this, he raised his finger and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Duke Rong frowned and looked down at the drink in his hand, a little hesitant.
The color of the wine frightened him, but the situation forced him to endure the discomfort and pour the wine into his mouth.
"Ugh!"
As soon as the wine touched my lips, an unbearable fishy smell rushed straight into my brain.
"Wow!"
Duke Rong Guo couldn't bear it any longer and vomited everything in his mouth.
"This is blood!"
He widened his eyes and glared at Lin Zhi fiercely.
What was in the glass cup was clearly blood! Where was the wine?
Is Lin Zhi crazy? You actually told him to eat human blood raw?!
Duke Rong Guo was about to express his dissatisfaction, but the moment he saw Lin Zhi, he was so frightened that he held his breath and suppressed his resistance back in his throat.
Lin Zhi, who was indifferent and cold, had swallowed all the bright red liquid in the cup. There was a rich blood residue on his lips.
The man's jade-like long fingers touched the blood on the corner of his lips and casually wiped them. His lips, which were originally like cherry blossoms, instantly became as beautiful as peach blossoms.
He has a cold temperament, as noble as a lotus in the snow. But now, he suddenly comes alive, as beautiful as a demon.
"you……."
"Ha." Lin Zhi said calmly: "It turns out that Duke Rongguo doesn't like it. I thought that swallowing human blood was your favorite thing."
Duke Rong Guo heard what he meant: "What do you mean by that?!"
"Father!"
Just at this time, Zhang Pingyuan, the eldest son of Duke Rong, and Zhuo, the concubine of Princess Ningcheng, arrived one after another and took in the scene just now.
Princess Ningcheng was full of anger and looked at Lin Zhi fiercely: "Is this how you treat your uncle?!"
Lin Zhi glanced at them sideways and said unconcernedly: "Sit down."
"Sect Master Lin!"
Zhang Pingyuan frowned, his expression somewhat cold and dissatisfied: "What is your purpose of bringing people into our Duke Rongguo's mansion early in the morning to fight and kill us? Isn't it true that you and Zongzheng's government are in power in the Duke Rongguo's mansion?"
A place of blessing?"
Lin Zhi smiled lightly: "The prince and the Duke are really connected as father and son, and even the words they said are exactly the same."
The righteous indignation that Zhang Pingyuan was filled with disappeared in Lin Zhi's understated smile. He stared blankly at the noble and god-like man in the light, feeling that even the blood in his body had condensed together.
Can't generate any strength.
He was unwilling, he hated it! But...he was unable to resist.