As Sheng Xiao listened to Di Wu's ridicule, he didn't show any displeasure. It was only when he heard the name "Mr. Liu" from Di Wu that he narrowed his eyes.
Mr. Liu…
Although Di Wu complained about the cake, he still extended his pinkie towards the cake.
He ate the cake as if nothing was wrong. Clearly, he didn't realize that his words had betrayed him.
Sheng Xiao was tall and had long legs, so he didn't need to lift his butt when he sat down on the high platform. He placed his right elbow on the bar counter and bent his index and middle fingers to knock on it rhythmically. As he knocked, he said, "Uncle Di, you're going overboard. Although Ah Huang's cake is not delicious, it's not as unpalatable as Mr. Liu's cake is. Mr. Liu's cake is famous for being hard. No matter what he makes, it tastes like baguettes. It's so hard to chew."
