"Last night I beat up that dumb kid from the Lockheed family again, and Xiao Jiu finally mastered 'Light of Redemption.'"
Chen Fei finally managed to strip off the entire sheepskin. With a sharp knife, he sliced open the sheep's belly, and the pungent offal immediately filled a basin. Sheep heart, liver, and intestines are all delicacies. After cleaning them thoroughly and cutting them into 64 pieces, he added chili, soy sauce, thirteen-spice blend, fermented black beans, huangjiu, beer, onions, scallions, and garlic into the pot and mixed them up. The deliciously spicy mutton offal was ready to serve.
Slurp, Chen Fei couldn't help but swallow his saliva. His racial talent had awakened again; this thing didn't need teaching, knowing how to eat was enough.
"Steven Lockheed? He's nothing, you are too bold. Such a big mutant, and you dared to charge at it? Stay away next time, if you lose your life in the process, it's not worth it, you know?"
