Seeing the situation, the four of them knew trouble was coming from the look in each other's eyes.
"What stance should we take when meeting people from their two families?" Ye Hao asked with a light chuckle.
"Boss, you decide. Fight or kill, I've never been afraid." Lu Yunsong said, half-swallowing, his eyes fixed on the succulent lobster meat Ye Hao was playing with in his hand. Each time Ye Hao moved it slightly, the lobster meat seemed to split apart, the pieces automatically pushing to the sides.
There was even some lobster liver oil on the electric grill—a true delicacy, full of nutrients. But they weren't so hungry as to eat the liver oil; they just watched the succulent, tender lobster meat and licked their lips.
The aroma slowly wafted out, even making Ye Hao take a deep breath. Though grilling the lobster this way would lose much of its spiritual power, they couldn't eat it raw, could they? Besides, there wasn't any wasabi around, so they had to make do and grill it.
