บท 630: Oil pan

Chapter 630 - Wok

Beneath their amiable smiles, Mo Xiyan's eyes were cold and wanton. In the end, these doctors were still so scared that their guts had been broken, and they took a few steps back in alarm and vigilance.

"Princess, the wok is here." At this time, Steward Zeng ran over with the kitchen staff and a frying pan.

This pot looks about 40 centimeters high, and, well, it does fit what she said, children can sit in it.

When he got closer, Mo Xiyan saw the boiling oil inside again. Because the boiling was too strong, there were still a few drops of oil that jumped out, causing the surrounding of the pot to scatter many black spots like sesame seeds.

The three doctors looked at the scalding torture instruments before them, and their eyes finally revealed a terrified expression.

They couldn't believe it. How could such a seemingly harmless girl use such a cruel method to deal with them? They were actually innocent, alright?