After a moment of stunned silence, many guests let out cold laughs.
They felt Chen Fan was being too aggressive, giving Yuan Liangping no room to breathe, which was a bit excessive.
"What, you even want to control what I drink?" Yuan Fangfei couldn't hold back and scoffed, "Is it any of your business?"
She handed the red wine in her hand to Yuan Liangping.
Yuan Liangping took it and downed it in one gulp, looking at Chen Fan as a show of defiance.
Many guests, after some hesitation, also finished their drinks or beverages.
In this way, they expressed their support for Yuan Liangping.
After all, most of them were invited by Yuan Liangping, and they owed him a favor.
Furthermore, in terms of status, Chen Fan could not compare to Yuan Liangping, the young master of Jiangbei.
Many people, imitating Yuan Liangping, raised their empty glasses at Chen Fan as a defiant gesture.
Chen Xing'er tilted her head to look at Chen Fan, her gaze questioning.
"So what if I drink it?" Yuan Fangfei sneered.
Chen Fan walked towards the trolley and said nonchalantly, "I just want to remind you all, this wine might be poisoned!"
At these words, everyone's expression changed in shock.
"How is that possible?"
Yuan Liangping blinked, finding it absurd, then his heart rejoiced.
He hadn't figured out how to wriggle out of the kneeling and apology yet, and Chen Fan was now claiming that Miss Chen's banquet drinks were poisoned?
He couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Chen Fan, you're saying Miss Chen poisoned us? Are you out of your mind?"
"If Miss Chen poisoned me, I'd willingly drink it?"
"Exactly, your brain must be on the fritz!"
Chen Xing'er was also puzzled by Chen Fan's words.
"Did I say Miss Chen poisoned you?"
Arriving at the trolley, Chen Fan picked up a glass of wine and brought it to his nose to sniff.
The waiter held the container for the drinks with one hand, while his other hand reached towards his lower back.
Chen Fan sniffed, then brought the wine to his lips for a sip.
The waiter's eyes widened in surprise.
Knowing the drink was drugged, he still took a sip? Was he out of his mind?
"It is indeed drugged!"
Chen Fan smiled and said, his eyes fixed on the waiter.
Without a second thought, the waiter kicked the trolley, withdrew a meat cleaver from his lower back, and swung it at Chen Fan.
The trolley hit Chen Fan, but he remained unfazed.
He tilted his head back, and the swung knife missed its mark.
The sudden turn of events stunned all the guests.
Some female guests shrieked in fear when the waiter suddenly lunged with the knife.
Some retreated, while others panicked and ran towards the exit.
Missing his target, the waiter recoiled and quickly rushed towards the exit to escape.
Chen Fan kicked the trolley.
With wine splashing and bottles falling, the trolley slammed heavily into the poisoning waiter.
The waiter tumbled to the ground.
But at this moment, the panicked guests saved him.
He desperately grabbed a guest and pulled them back, enduring the pain and using their momentum to surge forward and escape the entertainment room.
As for the guest he grabbed, they were unlucky and fell onto the messy trolley, covered in glass shards.
Chen Fan pulled away the trolley, and a figure shot out like the wind.
It was none other than Chen Xing'er, who seemed quite excited.
Chen Fan, naturally worried, also ran out.
Outside the main entrance, in the darkness of the night, the waiter's figure had already vanished into the blackness.
After chasing a short distance, Chen Xing'er reluctantly gave up.
She turned back to look at Chen Fan and said with great annoyance, "He got away again!"
Chen Fan didn't seem too concerned. "Let him go," he said.
If he wanted to, he could catch him.
Moreover, this person was likely after the Dragon Rune Compass fragment. Chen Fan needed to find out who he was and whether the forces behind him possessed another fragment of the Dragon Rune Compass.
Therefore, he wasn't in a hurry to capture him, but rather to let him go for now to catch a bigger fish later.
"Chen Fan, how did you know he was a scoundrel who sneaked in?"
Chen Xing'er asked curiously.
"Intuition."
Chen Fan smiled and walked back.
"Intuition?"
Chen Xing'er's eyes widened. She clearly didn't believe this explanation and hurried to catch up, "You can tell someone's identity based on intuition? Do you take me for a three-year-old child?"
Chen Fan chuckled.
This girl, in his eyes, was indeed just a child.
She didn't know what he had experienced, nor the deadly dangers he had faced in the underworld. Without sharp intuition, how could he have become the Lord of the Night?
Besides, there were some details that could corroborate his suspicion.
For example, the waiter's hand pouring wine was exceptionally steady, much steadier than an ordinary person's, and not a drop spilled.
Also, there were calluses on his right-hand fingers, much thicker than a normal person's.
These details were not lost on Chen Fan.
His keen observational skills were beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
There was no need to explain these to Chen Xing'er, lest she become overly curious.
Walking back to the villa, he found the place in disarray.
"I... I feel so dizzy. The whole world is spinning."
"Quick, call an ambulance!"
"Am I going to die? *Sob sob*, I don't want to die..."
"That glass of wine, I shouldn't have drunk it. *Gag*... I can't vomit, what do I do?"
"..."
The guests, who had been impeccably dressed, were now in a sorry state.
Some of the guests who had drunk the beverages had collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
"Chen Fan, what should we do?"
Chen Xing'er also panicked.
If something serious happened and a guest died from poisoning, she would be in big trouble.
She was, by nature, a kind person and couldn't bear to see the guests poisoned and do nothing.
"It's alright, it's just a mild sedative. It's harmful to the body but not highly toxic. No one will die," Chen Fan said casually. "Just send them to the hospital for an injection."
That fellow clearly wasn't desperate enough to poison everyone to get what he wanted.
Chen Xing'er was greatly relieved and quickly instructed Shi Wenyan to have others help the unconscious people to the sofas while waiting for the ambulance.
Chen Fan's gaze swept over and he saw Su Yingxia, who was supporting Yuan Liangping.
She hadn't drunk any of the wine or beverages, so she was fine.
As their eyes met, Su Yingxia lowered her head.
Her heart was filled with resentment.
As expected, anything associated with Chen Fan, that jinx, brought no good. Didn't both Young Master Yuan and Miss Yuan get poisoned?
And Xu Shengqing wasn't spared either.
The only fortunate thing was that Yuan Liangping, using this incident, escaped the predicament of kneeling and apologizing.
But it could be imagined that Yuan Liangping's friends and supporters would likely distance themselves from him afterward.
Having suffered losses in front of Chen Fan repeatedly, Yuan Liangping's credibility had hit rock bottom.
"Chen Fan, could this guy surnamed Yuan be faking his unconsciousness?"
A voice called out. It was Wang Tingting, holding a plate of delicacies and eating as she walked over.
She glanced at the unconscious Yuan Liangping with a look of utter disdain.
Su Yingxia looked at Wang Tingting's haughty expression and felt speechless.