With the business negotiations concluded, the atmosphere at the dining table noticeably lightened. Seeing Su Xiao not touch the food, Zeno put down his chopsticks; the old man used both forks, knives, and chopsticks during meals.
"What, are you afraid my Zoldyck family poisoned the food?"
As soon as Zeno finished speaking, other members of the Zoldyck family looked at Su Xiao.
"Of course."
Su Xiao's response was straightforward, Coate Zoldyck in drag frowned.
"How could there be poison in the food..."
"Someone, change the guest's food."
Silva spoke, and two female housekeepers entered the living room to replace Su Xiao's food. Indeed, the food was poisoned, arranged by Silva.
"Really... poisoned."
Coate Zoldyck lowered his head and ate quietly.
"You were an unknown guest before, but now you are the employer."
Silva's voice was somewhat cold, which matched his personality—serious, rigid, and a very traditional assassin.
