Chapter 908: Showdown!

"Enough liquor!"

Orville Ellsworth sat back down in his chair with a grave expression.

He no longer appeared as relaxed and content as before.

During the conversation, he lifted the liquor pot high!

The slender stream of alcohol trickled from the mouth of the pot, slowly entering the cup.

The originally clear liquor turned pitch-black upon contact with the cup.

Murky, yet fragrant.

To poison properly, one must ensure it's colorless and tasteless.

Even if hard to disguise, it should be made fragrant.

To go undetected by others.

Who would want to drink it if it stunk?

"Pass the liquor!"

This time, it was Atticus Ellsworth who passed the drink!

He was an elder of Martial Gate, with skills superior to Orville Ellsworth's!

Bang!

After a strong slap on the table, Atticus Ellsworth flicked his fingers!

The wine cup spun and flew outwards.

Swish!

Julius Reed also extended a hand, lightly tapped the flying cup, and raised a finger.