Liao wenkai had the strength to be feared by Yu daoyi. He nimbly flipped his arm, and the hand holding the chopsticks nimbly passed through the gap between the three people's blockade like a nimble butterfly.
Like a Dragonfly touching the water, he plucked a Golden Lotus petal and left the stage calmly, successfully sending the Lotus petal into his mouth.
Unlike the Lotus petals that were light and agile, the texture was soft and fragrant, which was enough to make people's eyes light up. Originally, Liao wenkai had already imagined the taste of such an exquisite South Sea golden Lotus when he saw it in advance, but he didn't expect that no matter how much he imagined, he couldn't even describe one-tenth of its taste.
