The beautifully designed bowl greatly interested the disturbing meal on it.
Many already suffered, forcing themselves to look at the hideous maggots that were the size of fists!
The maggots were rotting, with chunks of their wormy skins missing.
It almost looked as though someone had taken bits off their moldy flesh.
And with this, they could see an even more disturbing view of the maggots' insides.
Augh~
So all this time, Young master Cang had been eating rotting maggots?
Looking at the swimming beings on the bowl, as well as recalling the scene of little maggots swimming on her son's face, even Lishu couldn't promise that she would even be able to peck him in future.
If possible, she would like to open his mouth and throw in a can of pesticides and blanch in his system.
Such a sight was too uncomfortable to look at.
And for Sota, he had already foreseen Cang Ingard's future.