C2295 Martial King!

Martial King!

"Wow, delicious! Boss, Mr. Hsiang, this is really delicious! You're so good!"

In a restaurant, the table was filled with dishes. There were dozens of dishes on the table, and Hsiang Yang was leisurely drinking the Thousand Year Drunk Immortal Wine. In front of him, Little Blood was eating in a way that did not match her cute appearance