Sean had been through countless life and death situations on the battlefield. He had crawled out from beneath piles of corpses before, and compared to Josh, who had never even left Rodu, he had sacrificed much more for a chance to inherit the throne.
For a man who wasn't a fan of spicy food, such a fearsomely spicy dish almost made him faint on the spot. His fingernails were digging so hard into the palms of his hands that they were drawing blood, yet that was nothing compared to the agony coursing through his mouth. His eyes had also become completely bloodshot, yet he had to force himself not to make a single sound.
Is this level of spiciness really within the tolerance range for a human? Why is it that Father looks like he's enjoying the dish so much? Could it be that Josh asked that chef to make my dish extra spicy?
Countless questions flashed through Sean's mind in an instant, and he felt like a wounded beast.
