"Sir, don't worry. I will investigate it thoroughly."

Everett poured another glass of wine for Darryl as he spoke. He secretly mixed the poison hidden in his sleeve into the glass. He then covered it with his other hand in case Darryl noticed.

He had concealed it well.

However, Darryl had been in the world of cultivators for so many years, and he could feel something was wrong at a glance.

Darryl sensed Everett's dirty little tricks; he frowned.

'What did he put in the wine? He wanted to ha