"Then let's toast with tea instead of wine; let it be settled thus," Li Banfeng lifted his teacup.
Wu Decheng also raised his teacup. "A gentleman's pact, a gentleman's tea. Let's drink it down in one gulp."
Li Banfeng downed his cup of tea in one gulp.
Wu Decheng drank the tea and then spat it out.
"This tea, is it still poisoned?"
"That's impossible!" Li Banfeng was quite surprised.
Wu Decheng sneered, "I've stumbled and crawled through the Jianghu for decades and seen all sorts of scenes. I've tasted it. Will you still not admit it?"
Li Banfeng was still shocked. "When I bought the poison, they told me it was tasteless and colorless. Theoretically, you shouldn't have been able to taste it!"
"I..." Wu Decheng was too angry to speak for a while.
Li Banfeng tried to console him. "Don't be angry. I'll have someone change it for another cup. Try this one and see if it's poisoned."
