Chapitre 355: Chapter 355: The Contract

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"What delicious food, I never expected you to be such a master at cooking," John's wife licked the juice off her fingers.

"Try this."

The old woman, with a smile, placed two small plates in front of them.

"There's one thing you were indeed right about, I understand humans and master the art of cooking human flesh."

The old woman pointed at the food on the plates, "I particularly enjoy cream-fried children's liver with saffron sauce."

"Oh yes, and fingers pickled in red wine vinegar until they're golden brown and crispy."

Ignoring the ashen faces of John and his wife, the old woman stretched out her bony finger and tapped the side of a wine glass.

The dry finger, like an iron rod, struck the glass, emitting a clear sound.

"Have a taste."

"The delightful, freshly squeezed juice of a corpse."