370 There Isn’t Anything This Lord Dog Cannot Eat

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Bu Fang held his bamboo chopsticks and neatly picked out a glossy piece of the dragon claw from the jar of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall Soup.

This was part of the dragon claw of the supreme Fire Dragon. It emitted a rich aroma. The layers of meat on the claw were like sparkling dewdrops. Each vein and string of muscle underneath the skin could be seen. 

A light golden broth dripped down from the tip of the dragon claw. When the drops of soup broke open, the aroma and spirit energy contained within suddenly burst out. The waft of flavor intoxicated Bu Fang.

The claw of the dragon shone like a crystal. The scales had been scraped off by Bu Fang. Though the dragon meat was dark in color, it was still extremely tender in texture. 

Sniffing it carefully, one could smell the wine fragrance spreading from the dragon claw.