Chapter 542 Being Poisoned

"Old witch, are all the people of The heavenly Poison Sect good at cooking? I'm so envious of your cooking skills."

"Can you give me a skewer of food without poison? I want to try your cooking too."

Next to the middle-aged woman selling kebabs, a middle-aged man slowly walked over. He was wearing a white apron, looking like a chef.

He looked slovenly. Most people wouldn't stay with him for too long.

Because of this, few people could see the small sword under his white apron.

This person was named Blair and was most proficient in controlling short swords. His usually lazy appearance would not make people suspect that he was a super-powerful warrior.

He came to the woman who was selling kebabs. But the woman didn't treat him well.

"Fuck off! I can only cook poisonous food. If you want to have a try, I'm willing to prepare it for you. I wonder if you can survive after eating it."

The woman looked at him with disdain, as if she wanted to kill him.