The only one who could match Xiang Yu is the Duke of Pei, but now, who has the right to be so bold in front of Roy Howard?
Flynn Howard couldn't admit it was himself, that would just seem too presumptuous.
Nor could he pin it on someone else, as nobody wanted to walk into the line of fire at this moment.
As for the deceased Elder Master Howard, it was even more impossible. The elder master was old, feebleminded, and senile, merely a figurehead—how could he possibly shake Roy Howard?!
"Everything you ate and drank today was prepared solely by my estate. If I wanted to do something, it would have been quite easy," Alexander Summers' gaze swept lightly over the crowd, holding a deep, hidden deterrence.
His tone was indifferent, revealing a casual cruelty as he said, "I could have easily tampered with the food, letting the old master die as if from a sudden illness, silently and quietly. Why bother making it so bloody and messy, such an unsightly scene..."