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... ating, his arm could sweep across like a long whip. But
now, his two stout arms were carefully holding a porcelain bowl, motionless.
The Food Immortal's expression was serious, staring at the bowl in his hands while his mouth
muttering strange syllables and his throat swallowing down his own saliva...
After a moment, he slowly spoke.
"The chef of this overwhelming-with-sadness food is really depressed and his mentality was
tortured. Mor ...
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