Chapter 161

I wonder what sliced tentacles of the red-eyed ghost octopus taste like when shabu-shabued in a hot pot? I should have that girl try it next time... Seeing that she was completely immune to reason, Elder Shang turned livid with anger. He had no choice but to turn his instructions to Tao Shuanglin, telling him to keep an eye on things from now on and not let those two troublemakers get together for drinks again. Tao Shuanglin was somewhat absent-minded, still unable to digest the fact that Feng Xi was a forging genius. How on earth could such a little girl with skinny arms and legs be a forging genius?! And furthermore, how was it possible that her divine sense could withstand the scorching heat of soul iron?!