"You should be able to feel it; I've severed its 'thought', so it doesn't sense that it's being bled."
Lin Guang spoke while waiting for a moment for the bleeding to stop before continuing his work.
Chelina herself had practiced swordsmanship for many years, and her control was strong. She lightly held Lin Guang's right hand, not interfering with his movements.
He raised the knife and brought it down, the silver light flickering continuously in the air, gutting the naive pufferfish. Then, he removed the poisonous organs and sliced the meat into thin slices, leaving only an oblivious head that continued to breathe in and out.
As for handling an ordinary pufferfish, as long as the meat isn't contaminated with toxins, it doesn't matter how the head is dealt with.
But not this naive pufferfish.
