Li Tong's face, which had been wearing a mocking sneer, went completely dark in an instant. Hou Fangping had practically driven him out of his mind with rage. Now he had attacked Hou Fangping, and the accusations he'd earlier hurled at Xu Yi were like a chamber pot being dumped right back over his own head.
"Everyone, Xie has been a poor host. I hope you'll forgive me. Please carry on. This is a minor dispute; we'll settle it outside."
Xie Xuntian cupped his fists to the crowd, then pointed at Xu Yi. "You. Come outside with me." He didn't want to decide who was right or wrong, nor did he want to get caught up in the dispute between Xu Yi and Li Tong. Li Tong had powerful connections, and he didn't want to offend him. He understood that if he simply dealt with Xu Yi, the trouble before him would naturally be resolved.
"You planning to beat me up outside?" Xu Yi asked, fixing Xie Xuntian with an amused look.
Xie Xuntian froze, completely at a loss as to what Xu Yi meant. But the mockery on Xu Yi's face sent his temper surging. "Kid, don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"
Xu Yi casually picked up the wine bottle from the table, poured himself a cup, and drained it in one gulp. Raising the empty cup toward Xie Xuntian, he said, "I don't drink toasts or forfeits. I'm used to pouring for myself. Manor Lord Xie, I was going to show you some respect, but you're so shamelessly biased—picking on the weak, afraid to offend the strong, and refusing to find out who's right. You think you can't afford to provoke Hou Fangping or that bastard, but I'm an easy target, so dealing with me