"Hiss~~ Is this some kind of preference... or not?"
Facing Little Purple Spirit Elephant's behavior, Jin Xu's face and eyes were filled with confusion.
After just one sip and regurgitating it, why insist on drinking more?
Could it really be as Little Yu said?
Had her cooking reached a level of unpleasantness, yet irresistibility?
Or do all members of the Demon Clan from the Demon Realm share this taste?
"But Little White didn't react like this while eating."
Several thoughts flashed through the Taoist's mind in an instant, and then he seriously repeated his point to the Little Purple Spirit Elephant again.
"We brought you back to the Taoist temple, not for you to suffer like this. If you are unwilling or dislike it, you don't have to drink."
Worried that the other party was already disoriented from vomiting and might not fully understand his meaning, Jin Xu, after speaking, directly overturned the bowl of colorful black soup using golden spiritual power.
