This Taste Is To Die For (2)

Fiendish demon flesh was nutritious to their own kind but to a human like Ye Qingtang, it was a great challenge to her taste buds.

Ye Qingtang didn't know how much demon flesh she had already forced down her own throat. Her stomach was churning and if not for the fear of exposing herself, she would have already vomited everything out.

Little White Tiger could only quietly sympathize with Ye Qingtang as it watched her go green with revulsion as she swallowed down the meat.

Even Little White Tiger would find fiendish demon flesh disgusting and hard to swallow, let alone Ye Qingtang.

"You don't need to thank me. It's all for the camp." The tall, strapping fiendish demon thought that the tears streaming down Ye Qingtang's face were tears of gratitude.

Lowering her head without a word, Ye Qingtang silently cursed that fiendish demon and all its ancestors. Granted it had good intentions but this was something she would rather not have!