Meng Haize and Wei Jingjing were so scorched by the spice that their faces turned the color of tomatoes, wailing miserably in their seats.
Wei Jingjing pulled two ice talismans from his Storage Ring, slapping one onto each cheek to barely subdue the needle-like burning sensation in his mouth.
Yao Xingyun produced a stalk of ice crystal grass and handed it to Meng Haize. "Want this? Chew it in your mouth to dull the pain."
Chapter 87