C232 Chapter 232

In that instant, he felt as though he hadn't swallowed a cup of warm hotpot broth, but rather a surge of boiling volcanic lava.

"It's so spicy! Way too spicy!"

After just a small sip, the guard-turned-hooligan hastily set down his cup of hotpot spicy soup, sticking out his tongue and scratching his head in distress.

His face turned beet red in a flash, his neck flushing just as intensely