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Elder Chen was startled, a flicker of obscure strangeness flashed in his eyes, then he shifted his gaze toward the pot and said, "It’s ready."
As he spoke, he reached into the pot, his fingers twitched, and the fish that had been stewed until it turned gray flew up in pieces of flesh.
The pieces of fish were as light as feathers, flying to Song Cheng’s mouth.
Song Cheng opened his mouth to inhale.
The fish was genuinely "fragrant and melted in th ...
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