Liu Ruolan's demeanor suddenly changed.
An aura of cold indifference and dominance emanated from her, sweeping through the room like a majestic heavenly force.
Her entire presence seemed transformed, her aura magnified several times over.
Cold, indifferent, otherworldly.
Under her piercing gaze, the Magic Cauldron Lord felt as if an invisible force had seized his throat, rendering him unable to speak, think, or breathe.
If he still breathed.
"Who did you say cooks poorly?" Her voice carried a cruel coldness, her eyes fixed on the Spirit Remnant with a terrifying Sword Intent capable of destroying heavens and earth.
"I..."
The Magic Cauldron Lord tried to utter a few words, but an innate fear stopped him from speaking.
"..."
Wang Shouzhe also felt speechless for a moment.
This Magic Cauldron Lord had truly never been struck by the harshness of reality~ Criticizing Ruolan's cooking was a bad choice...
Even he dare not say such a thing.
"Break for me."
