Mao Shi's words shocked the audience.
He was going to eat the chicken backside? Was he really going to eat the chicken backside? Wasn't he embarrassed? Why would he eat the chicken backside?
Bu Fang, who was carrying Eighty, froze. He turned his head to look at Mao Shi and slightly furrowed his brows.
"Hm, no need to force yourself. It's okay even if you don't eat it," Bu Fang said seriously.
The audience was speechless. How was Bu Fang shameless enough to say that when he was the one who gave the chicken backside to Mao Shi in the first place?
Mao Shi coldly looked at Bu Fang and he snorted under his breath. He opened his mouth and stuffed the burning chicken backside into it.
Rumble...
The entire audience, including the alchemy masters on top of the stage, involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
He really ate it.
In front of so many people, Mao Shi actually ate the chicken backside. It was really too embarrassing.
