Xiao Qiang said indifferently, 'You can try if you do not believe.'
'Well, I will.'
Her delicate right hand suddenly grabbed the wine bottle. It was vaguely visible that something had been tossed into the wine bottle, causing the red wine inside to churn vigorously - a sight that was intoxicating.
After an unknown period of time, her palm suddenly dropped, and the wine curved into Xiao Qiang's high-footed cup.
'If sir is so confident about poisons, then please drink this wine. At that time, I want to see what kind of ability sir has to drink our Tang Family's Heartbreak poison.'
Xiao Qiang frowned slightly. He could feel a sinful fragrance emanating from the red wine. But it was this aroma that instinctively made him feel suffocated. An ordinary person would probably lose their soul just smelling it, let alone drinking this wine.