"Third bite! I'm gonna take a third bite!" Filled with determination, Fatty used one hundred percent power to bite down. A roaring filled his head, and his teeth ground down onto the medicinal pill so hard it seemed like sparks would fly off of it.
The medicinal pill's incredible elasticity pushed back against his teeth. The feeling was impossible to describe, and caused Fatty to begin to tremble. His face drained of blood, and sweat began to pour down.
Gritting his teeth against the pain, he called out in a loud voice, "See how I keep my word!? Hahaha! I'm even sweating to add to the illusion… Okay, time for the fourth bite, kid. After this one, I won't be able to hold back any more."
How could the onlookers not pick up any clues as to what was really going on? Strange looks began to appear on their faces; they could see how twisted he was at heart. The Golden Frost Sect disciples had especially strange looks, considering how well they knew Li Fugui.
