Yan Cheng's heart shivered, and his entire body shuddered in fear.
That restaurant had imposed such a pressure on him, causing his entire body to tense up. He himself did not know why he felt this way.
Was it because of the iron puppet that had smashed his guards to smithereens using its stick?
Sizing up the restaurant together with the young man, who stood at its entrance with his hands clasped, Yan Cheng inhaled a deep breath.
That restaurant… There was definitely something strange about it.
Seeing that they had just arrived at the Valley of Gluttony, they had not obtained any information or intelligence about the area. As such, they did not know the story behind that particular restaurant.
Yan Cheng did not dare to act rashly. However, having lost two of his guards, he was enraged. There was no way he would back off easily.
