It's not that I don't want to chat, it's that I can't chat.
Lawyer Zhou had the mushroom soup hot pot. Although it was a bit hot, overall it was okay.
However, Du Heng and Liao Quansheng were both eating and gasping for air.
Especially Liao Quansheng, sweat started to bead on his forehead, and after each bite, he would take several deep breaths and then gulp down a drink, "It's really spicy, so spicy that my lips are burning."
He laughed again and glanced at Du Heng, "But you have to admit, it's really exhilarating.
Du, this place you recommended is not bad, you've got a good eye."
After a while, Liao Quansheng and Du Heng went for a halftime break, and when the sensation in their mouths wasn't as intense, they picked up their chopsticks again.
Just when they were feasting, at the table next to them, the 'warrior' who ordered the extra spicy version suddenly grabbed his throat and stood up.
