Mo Qiang obviously didn't care about what Fu Shi wanted. She continued to pour green energy into the mouth of the woman and let her spit out the dark, sticky and stinky essence that she couldn't process even after ingesting it for so long. When Mo Qiang saw the zerg queen's essence, she was filled with disgust. She couldn't believe that for the throne, Fu Shi was willing to drink such a disgusting thing.
Wasn't it better to cultivate and then fight for the throne fairly? What was the point of doing such a thing? It was simply so disgusting. The smell alone was enough to make her throw up, and yet this woman drank this? She must be joking with her life.
Mo Qiang's disgust was clear in her eyes, and when Fu Shi saw it, she didn't know why, but she felt a bit ashamed. She knew that the woman was looking down at her for taking a shortcut, and while she did think that she had done nothing wrong, something about Mo Qiang's gaze made her embarrassed.
