As soon as he took a bite, Roc Demon King noticed the flavor of the mutton slices, but a strong spiciness quickly followed, engulfing his mind and spirit.
The face of Roc Demon King instantly contorted into a mask of pain, grimacing with bared teeth.
Damn, I was careless, who would've thought this hotpot meat could be so spicy!
Even sauce-coated duck pales in comparison to this.
After all, the combination of heat and numbing spice is far worse!
"Shopkeeper Chen, give me, give me a cup of fresh-squeezed Flat Peach juice!" Roc Demon King hastily begged for salvation, "Too spicy! I can't take it!"
Chen Nuo rolled his eyes, "Why don't you just block your senses, and that's it?"
Why are you stubbornly pretending to be tough?
Roc Demon King shook his head, "No way, if I block my senses, I won't be able to taste the flavor of the meat slices!"
He couldn't bear to do it!
Chen Nuo: "..."
He didn't understand the world of food lovers.