mo linyuan's cold eyes swept across li chenle, then he nodded his head heartlessly and pointed to the food that quan yu had just eaten.
quan yu had already been defeated by this dish. however, before butler quan could stand up and leave, he heard fourth master mo's cold voice, " we've already eaten. try it and give us your opinion. "
"me, me, me, me?"
quan yu shuddered as he pointed at his own nose and asked.
he finally understood why no one wanted lord fourth to cook. what lord fourth cooked was not food, but poison. poison that could kill without paying.
after eating the poison, you still have to thank lord fourth for using his precious hands to cook.
it was too terrifying. was there such a terrifying thing in the world?
mo linyuan did not say anything. he looked at butler quan with a pair of deep eyes and nodded.
in order to let his wife taste his cooking as soon as possible, he was going all out.