C125 Hegemony

Mo Jiuxie understood tacitly and gently lifted it up a little. As he savored it, a complicated expression appeared on his face.

"What is it made of? Why can't I taste it? "But the taste is still excellent!"

Ann Mujin also picked a piece with her chopsticks and put it into her mouth. "This, I don't know. After all, it's the signboard for this house and Rong Xuan