Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this.
Even Nangong Ning, who had already picked up the jade cup, slowly placed it back on the table with a soft thud.
It's no wonder everyone was startled. You see, Yun Wei usually gives off a very calm impression, and it's rare for him to be like this, with his eyes wide open, revealing such strong aggression.
Like a raccoon dog with its fur standing on end.
Xie Mulang quickly asked, "Brother Yun, what makes you say that?"
He also started to get anxious.
The wine was brought from the main table, and besides, the people in the courtyard were probably already drinking and chatting.
“As you know, I used to live in Sid’s house, and Sid’s husband is the Grand Duke of Bethlehem, so I happen to be very familiar with this wine.” Yun Wei said briefly, while taking out a tin cup from his space and filling it with the real ‘Blood of Bethlehem’.
Once the cup was filled with the actual wine, Yun Wei placed it in the center of the table. "Gentlemen," he said, "authentic 'Blood of Bethlehem' is dark red, not this bright red. Furthermore, its aroma is much richer and more intense, rather than so sweet..."
The two glasses of wine are placed side by side.
Once a reference point is provided, everyone can immediately perceive the obvious differences between the two.
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Mulang hurriedly said, "Something's fishy. I'll go tell them to stop."
Before the words were even finished, the other person had already disappeared from the spot.
Huo Mingchan, who was secretly competing with Qin Lushu, now looked solemn and said, "In that case, I will go and investigate the source of the fake wine."
After saying that, he hurriedly left as well.
The remaining four remained silent.
Qin Lushu picked up the bright red liquid, brought it to his nose and sniffed it, then said with a glimmer of hope, "Perhaps... could it be from another place, using the Bethlehem name without permission?"
"I hope so," Yun Wei sighed, his gaze never leaving the jade cup in Qin Lushu's hand. "It's just that the timing is a bit too clever."
It was as if they had deliberately chosen the day of the Four Swords Battle.
Moreover, many contestants from the three afternoon matches were seated in the front courtyard. What if this suspicious counterfeit wine had been laced with poison...?
Thinking of this, Yun Wei's face turned somewhat pale.
He glanced at Isaac without making a sound, and the other immediately understood his meaning, secretly squeezing Isaac's fingers under the table.
The worst-case scenario is that Bili City loses the battle agreement, and Bili City changes hands.
Then Yun Wei would have no choice but to fight those twelve strange visitors from the East Sea.
He didn't know the background of those men in black robes, nor did he know if there were any apostles like Fahris among them.
But Bili City is the easternmost gateway to the Zhuyuan Continent, and also the only foothold for humans on the vast mudflats.
Not only can it overlook Storm Cliff to the north, overlook the East China Sea to the east, and reach Dragon Island to the south, it also possesses advanced production techniques that are unmatched by any other territory on the continent.
Such a strategic stronghold must absolutely not fall into the hands of the abyss, no matter what.
Think about it, ever since Red Moon City fell, not only have humans found it difficult to obtain materials from the southern forests, but even the heartland of the Red Moon Kingdom has become chaotic and precarious.
If the beacon of Azure City, standing to the east of Red Moon, continues to fall, then nearly two-thirds of Red Moon's territory will be plunged into eternal darkness.
Behind them stretched a vast, flat plain; castles, let alone fortresses, were extremely rare.
Humanity no longer has any natural barrier to rely on to resist the invasion of the abyss.
Even so, the 300,000 households of Bili people living in the city have now become hostages in the hands of the Abyss.
If he were to actually fight those eerie black-robed figures here, he would be hesitant and already at a disadvantage.
Thinking of this, Yun Wei became increasingly uneasy.
Just then, the chaotic commotion from the front courtyard reached them through the hall.
Unable to contain their anxiety any longer, the group rushed to the front courtyard of the Court of State Ceremonial.
The front yard was noisy and in complete chaos.
Yun Wei subconsciously held his breath.
The air was filled with the cloying, sweet smell of the bright red sap, so strong it was nauseating.
The ground was a mess, and people in the courtyard were either lying down or squatting, all trying to induce vomiting. The sounds were incredibly nauseating.
Some of the drinkers were already showing symptoms, frantically tearing at their last piece of clothing. Yun Wei looked over and saw that their eyes were moist and their consciousness was fading.
It was as if she had been drugged with an aphrodisiac.
Xie Mulang, who was standing in the courtyard looking around, saw the crowd come out and quickly stepped in front of them.
Xie Mulang frowned and said in a hoarse voice, "No... it's too late."
This grape wine from the Western Regions is so rare that people of all ages and genders can't help but take a sip as soon as it's poured into their cups.
Therefore, apart from the collateral descendants sitting on the periphery and a very few who could not drink alcohol, the core members of Bili City were almost completely wiped out.
Yun Wei quickly asked, "Has anyone been sent to fetch a doctor?"
"I've already gone to invite them," Xie Mulang replied, his expression extremely somber. "But given the current situation, the next three matches... sigh!"
The other person's sigh was so heavy that Yun Wei felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart just by listening to it.
He dared not think about Xie Mulang's feelings at that moment.
Just moments ago, the people of Bili City were confident of victory, but they fell into the deepest hell, where they would suffer countless tribulations and be unable to escape, yet it was all over in an instant.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a figure suddenly appear at the temple entrance. He quickly turned his head and called out, "It's the doctor—"
Are you here?
He swallowed the last few words back down after seeing the other person's fiery red clothes.
Huo Mingchan strode up to the group and, after surveying the devastating scene around them, said in a deep voice, "I just found out that the wine was brought by my cousin through my third uncle. He just returned to the city from Storm Cliff last week and is helping out at the temple this week."
The problem turned out to lie with the Huo family themselves.
At this point, the man, whose face was already pale, became even more gloomy.
He stopped the conversation from going off track and continued coldly, "I immediately put him in jail. He confessed that he got the wine from Old Man Mo, who runs 'Amber Light' in the Seventh Heaven."
Upon hearing this, Nangong Ning immediately said, "I know that place. Although Old Man Mo likes to add water, the wine is still reasonably priced."
Her father had just escaped disaster by going to the toilet, so she was considered to be in better condition than the others and could still listen to what was being said.
Xie Mulang and Qin Lushu's eyes were constantly lingering on their grieving family members, and they couldn't concentrate at all.
Huo Mingchan immediately glanced at Nangong Ning, and after she tactfully covered her mouth, he continued, "I immediately sent men to fetch Old Man Mo. But here's the problem: after my men arrived at 'Amber Light'—"
At this point, the indifferent man paused, his fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the hilt of his sword. "As a result, they came up empty-handed, because the place was already closed down."
According to the neighbors, Mr. Mo passed away half a month ago.
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