The wheelchair man turned into a piece of chocolate.
The chocolate was square and had a wheelchair design carved on it.
Little Taotie went straight for it, biting with a crunchy sound. It was a hazelnut chocolate, filled with nuts, fragrant, and crispy.
Seeing Little Taotie punch the wheelchair man's Spiritual Body into chocolate and now devouring it happily, the mercenaries trembled fearfully.
The wheelchair man's secretary begged in fear, "I, I was just following his orders. I really never intended to harm you. I grew up without parents, he sponsored me, so I had to listen to him... please, don't eat me, I'm not tasty..."
Little Taotie grinned, "I won't eat you."
This secretary had no black or gray aura on him, couldn't be turned into chocolate or candy.
The secretary was startled, little did he know that Little Taotie's grin resembled a gaping maw.
Little Taotie had just finished the chocolate, chocolate stains on his teeth, looking like a mouthful of blood at a glance.
