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"Sizzle, hiss!" The sound of meat searing in hot oil filled the air, and Lee Xingyun's face contorted in response.
Indeed, it was as if he were the meat being fried, with the power of Chaos acting as the scalding oil.
The agony akin to being deep-fried forced Lee Xingyun to clench his teeth tightly.
Had he not done so, he feared an unprintable tirade would have burst forth, aimed at Feng Xi
