Ling Sheng took a look at Old Qian and was deeply impressed. How ruthless!
The food on the opposite side of the table was also served. It was a piece of bread.
Old Qian introduced it. "This is a piece of bread with melon-flavored pickles. There's a piece of bread with mustard sauce inside. Please enjoy it."
Ling Sheng's group ate first and let the other party guess. The person sitting opposite her was Luo Xin. She was focused on watching her expression and small actions so that she could analyze them accurately.
Ling Sheng did not even need to eat to know that the food in front of her was ghost chili. She could not help it.
She could eat spicy food, but ghost chili was a difficult problem for her. After she took a bite, her expression became hideous and twisted. Her performance was very exaggerated. She opened the water bottle and drank half of it in one go. "It's so spicy! Why is it so spicy?"
