Chapter 439 Ant Game

Only those who are good enough to compete with Xiang Yu can be considered Pei Gong, now, who is qualified to clamor in front of Huo Rong?

Huo Fei can't talk about himself, that would be too self-indulgent.

Even more so, he can't talk about others, no one wants to run into the eye of a gun at this time.

As for the dead Old Master Huo, it was even more impossible. The old dowager was already old, stupid, and demented, just a poseur, how could he shake Huo Rong?

"What you eat and drink today is all single-handedly prepared in my manor, so if I want to do something, it's actually quite easy." Murong Cheng's gaze, faintly sweeping a circle, deeply converging with a heavy intimidation.

His tone indifferent, through a kind of careless coldness, said, "I can do something in the food, so that the old man died like a disease attack, noiselessly, why make it into such a bloody paste now, how ugly ah ......"

If Murong Cheng wanted to do it, he would indeed have a m