Dai Li knocked the table over, resulting in the wine and the liquor falling and splashing all over the floor.
He covered his chest in pain and looked as pale as paper. Looking at Lu Huaiyu, his eyes were full of fear while his voice sounded heavy as if he was being choked. He dared not even groan in pain.
The dinner hall was doused in dead silence, the air almost frozen by the intense tension.
Lu Huaiyu looked down on Dai Li with his sharp and cold gaze. He said in a flat tone, "She said she didn't want to. Are you deaf?"
He had brought her here himself, and everyone in the hall saw it clearly. He thought he was making himself known, but it seemed like he was not being clear enough.
Cheng Xiyue nervously glanced at Lu Huaiyu, his eyes twitching helplessly. 'How long has it been since he got so angry? How stupid of Dai Li! Out of everyone, why must he offend Ning Li?!'
