When Xiao Feng finished drinking the sixth bottle of baijiu, the entire banquet hall fell silent. Everyone had lost their resolve; the idea of a drinking contest no longer appealed.
"Would you like more?" Xiao Feng asked with a smile.
Du Zhixiang shook his head, "No, that's enough."
With the situation reaching this stage, Du Qingyun stood up, ready to wrap things up. No matter how much he looked down on Du Zhixiang, as long as there were blood ties, they couldn't be entirely severed, just as Qingyue thought.
However, before he could rise, Xiao Feng began to speak: "Previously, everyone emphasized that we would be one family from now on. Since that's the case, I'll take this opportunity to be frank…"
Everyone's spirits lifted, some eagerly anticipating what Xiao Feng would say next.
Would he reveal his background directly?
Though it seemed unlikely, the crowd couldn't help but hold onto a glimmer of hope.
