As Chen Licheng watched the cutting, which resembled an artistic performance, a look of fascination appeared in his eyes.
It seemed that some mysterious secret was hidden in the movement of those hands.
Tick-tick-tick-
However, a sound that seemed out of place in this environment broke Chen Licheng's immersion.
That sounded like some kind of liquid dripping.
Suddenly waking up, Chen Licheng shivered violently.
What happened to him just now?
Why would someone be so obsessed with a simple meat-cutting action?
The increasingly noticeable sound of dripping liquid interrupted Chen Licheng's thoughts.
As the chunk of flesh in front of him shrank in size, Chen Licheng's eyes widened in shock.
He seemed to have found the source of the dripping sound!
With each slice of meat the chef cut off, a drop of fresh blood, not yet congealed, dripped from the meat.
The meat chunks looked as if they had just been taken out of the cold storage, and were still emitting white, cold air.
Chen Licheng could still see blood seeping out from the chunks of flesh.
The chef's technique of cutting meat no longer struck him as artistic.
He could clearly see the bloodstains on the cleaver that had not yet dried!
For him, the scene before him was no longer one of a chef elegantly cutting pieces of meat.
That was undoubtedly an executioner using a blood-stained knife to butcher a life that was not yet dead.
In his hazy state, Chen Licheng seemed to hear a mournful cry coming from the piece of flesh in front of him.
He felt like he was going crazy.
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