When Vladimir saw Liu Wenjian stop in his tracks and heard screams coming from the "kitchen," he immediately understood.
He promptly explained with a light chuckle:
"Don't panic, brother. Those are just the sounds the ingredients make. Once we go in, Bogang and old Kagmo can handle it."
"The sounds ingredients make?" Liu Wenjian repeated, his eyes filled with suspicion. "What kind of ingredient makes sounds like that?"
"Demons, of course..." Bogang smacked his thick lips and explained in an androgynous voice. "Demons who offended Prince Dai Li were once beings of the same status as us... But now, they've completely become ingredients..."
"Many things in the Demon Domain are far more direct and naked than they are outside... You'll understand once you see it."
Kagmo wriggled his mouthparts beside them and added, "Hope you're mentally prepared. Don't throw up."
Liu Wenjian's brow furrowed even deeper.
But seeing that the three demons were not targeting him, he steeled himself and followed them inside.
Yet after only a few steps, the surroundings caught his attention.
Rather than a kitchen, this place looked more like an execution ground specifically designed to torture people.
Torture instruments stained with all sorts of colors, along with air thick with the stench of rot, weighed heavily on Liu Wenjian's senses of sight and smell.
As they drew closer, the screams by his ears rose wave after wave.
When Kagmo pushed open a door wrapped in flesh and blood, Liu Wenjian saw the "ingredient" tightly bound to an X-shaped torture rack.
That body riddled with holes made him feel slightly nauseated.
Fortunately, he had prepared himself beforehand and did not show much of a reaction.
"Long time no see, old Di..."
Vladimir took two steps forward, twitched his flat bat nose, and took a deep breath of