"Crushed to pieces?"
Wang Chao looked at Huang Shang with disdain. He didn't take Huang Shang or even Xinhe seriously at all.
Xinhe was indeed formidable, but this Huang Shang in front of him was simply a burden.
If it weren't for Xinhe's help, this guy would probably already be in the eighteen layers of Hell.
"Iron Tower, do you want this dish?" Wang Chao asked Iron Tower.
Iron Tower shook his head and said, "No, it's too tender for me! But a change of dishes every now and then wouldn't hurt."
"Alright then, this guy is yours now. Make sure you take good care of Young Master Huang!" Wang Chao stood up, laughing loudly.
"Sure!" Iron Tower agreed and walked up to Huang Shang.
Huang Shang couldn't clearly hear and had no idea what was happening. He was clearly still alive. How did he become a dish? This made him feel humiliated and unsafe.
"Ah, what do you want to do?"
Seeing Iron Tower approaching him with a wicked grin, Huang Shang felt a great calamity was imminent!
