"Ah, I can't bite through it! I can't!"
"This rabbit meat is way too old. It's hard as stone."
"This takin backstrap is rock-hard too. It won't stew tender."
"..."
Two hours later, Lamborghini and Wang Tie Zhu were glaring wide-eyed, baring their teeth as they tore at the roasted and stewed meat in their hands.
Of those two hours, the battle had taken only the time it took to drink a cup of tea. The rest had been spent processing the "ingredients."
"Demonized Creatures—who knew whether they were ten thousand or tens of thousands of years of old cured meat? It'd be strange if you could bite through them." Wei Wu rolled his eyes beside them.
"If you don't try, how will you know?!" Refusing to accept it, Lamborghini kept gnashing and tearing at the meat.
"Careful you don't chip a tooth," Wei Wu warned.
It would have been better if he had said nothing. The moment he did, Lamborghini's front tooth seemed to deflate with a bang, flying freely through the air.
"Ah!"
Lamborghini immediately let out a pig-slaughtering shriek. "My tooth, my tooth..."
Wang Tie Zhu, who had been straining just as hard, saw that and decisively tossed away the rabbit leg in his hand, terrified that his own teeth might take flight too.
Lamborghini had genuine Big Front Teeth, and even they had chipped.
He was already babbling incoherently and pretending to be cute, even going, "Toothie~"
"I told you to take it easy, but you wouldn't listen. Hahaha~" Seeing Lamborghini clutching his cheek, with a huge gap in his front teeth, Wei Wu suddenly felt especially delighted.
Served you right, dead cow.
As the saying went, use three parts of your strength and save seven parts for yourself. If you used your full strength for