Chewing it for a moment, Luo En silently put down the pie he had taken only one bite of.
Its texture was like biting into a flavored piece of wood, not only coarse but also overwhelmingly fishy, making every cell in his body reject the intake of such substance.
This Death Nightmare Demon is too insidious!
It actually entered the game in person, opting for mutual destruction, just to drag me down!
Just as Luo En was somewhat suspicious, the hostess, under the banner of new products, sold similar pies to other tables.
It was obvious that to save firewood and labor, she made more than one batch of the same type.
After a brief taste, the guests praised the new dish incessantly.
Upon hearing this, Luo En suddenly realized.
It's not the dish, nor does Vivian want to harm him; it's the Celtic people who have issues!
