It's already terrifying to be stared at by several large eyeballs.
Let alone large eyeballs floating on blood-red soup.
At this moment, Zheng Qing felt that his physical discomfort had spread to psychological discomfort, and without needing a mirror, he knew his expression must have turned very grim.
"I've already paid."
Xin Fat Man noticed the male wizard beside him had the urge to escape and reminded him, "Don't look at me like that. Mr. Shangguan Congwen mentioned that there are three levels of gourmets — the lowest ones are obsessed with color, aroma, and taste; the middle ones return to simplicity and only pursue taste bud satisfaction; the highest ones go further, seeking psychological and soul impact beyond satisfying color, aroma, and taste — remember the feeling when the spiciness of peppers first exploded in your mouth? Now what you're experiencing is the aftershock of lamb eye juice exploding in your soul."
