Nero's mocking sneer undoubtedly angered the nerves of many present. As Ning Quanchen on stage hesitated over whether the wine in the bowl was an enemy's plot, a voice from the other side below stage resounded again.
"Bring it to me! Just right, I'm thirsty after eating these broad beans."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's gaze immediately followed the sound. The one speaking was none other than Pei Yan, clutching a bag of broad beans and reaching out for the wine at the edge of the field. The wine, like before, passed through the crack in the defensive array and landed in his hand.
