108 whip lashes

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Xiao Hei opened his mouth but he could not say anything. You know why? Because the girl was right.

If her hands loosened then the people of this world would lose their lives. 

"Is this supposed to be called quiche?" A woman in her late twenties shouted at the mer who was trembling from head to toe.

From the rotten smell, Luo Huian could see that the woman was drunk beyond her limits. 

She was staggering and glaring at the mer who should be her servant by the uniform and his servile attitude.

"Miss Wen, I really prepared it according to the recipe that was taught to me by the head chef before she took her leave," the mer said, his face was pale and his eyes were filled with tears as he clutched the front of his apron. 

"I really made it according to the recipe. If only could you taste it——"