Waiter Wang chuckled, but his smile gave off a sense of unease.
When the light dissipated, a large bowl of soup appeared in front of him.
The soup was jade in color, like amber, with glittering pearls adorning it. No matter how one looked at it, it was a near-perfect piece of art, giving people a strong urge to drink it.
This impulse was very direct and came from his body's instinct.
"Jade... Pearl Soup?" Li Xiang looked at the soup in front of him, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
He couldn't help but curse on the spot, "Illusion. It's an illusion again. I've long known that your Dragon Inn is a black market. The wine and dishes you cook are also black cuisines. You gave me bugs in the past, and now you want me to eat eyeballs.
This thing could be hidden from others, but how could it be hidden from him?
