Chapitre 125: The Toiling Masses Bullied By The Rich Little Landlord

Numerous plates of delicious-smelling Variant Giant Salamander appeared on the tables along with small sauce plates.

The sun hung high in the sky and the heat was sweltering. The men had been digging all morning, and their bronze skin was covered in a layer of glistening sweat.

But the heat and the sweat was not even worth a mention in front of their growling stomachs. The group of thugs each grabbed a pair of chopsticks, dipped the meat in the sauce and stuffed it into their mouths.

"Sss! It's hot!" One of the men yelped loudly as he bit down on the meat without waiting for it to cool, immediately scalding his tongue. His face turned a bright shade of red as he endured the scorching pain, not willing to spit the meat out.

"This is too delicious! It's the first time I've ever eaten something so delicious in my life!"

"Stupid f*ck, the soup is the real treasure! It's so rich and refreshing!"