Capítulo 1147: A Fatal Meal

Suddenly, Gaverick's expression turned stunned before twisting into rage.

"What is the meaning of this? If the meal wasn't to your satisfaction, was there any need to waste it by throwing it away?!" Gaverick demanded, his voice tinged with immense anger.

The expressions of those around them also twist in anger and disapproval at Brane's actions.

Brane snorted at their reactions.

"Are you going to pretend you didn't know the meal was poisoned?" Brane asked, his tone deadly serious.

Hearing Brane's accusation, Gaverick's expression turned to shock.

"Poison?!" Gaverick exclaimed, his voice steady as he shook his head. "The fruits were picked from one of our finest orchards as a feast for your arrival. There's no way it's poisoned. Are you certain you haven't mistaken, great warrior?" His eyes locked onto Brane, but he couldn't see through his composed mask.