Xia Yu returned to the teaching area from the rear mountain farm, hearing numerous discussions along the way.
"The leading seat has failed!"
"Indeed, satisfying the appetite of a Lin Chef is extremely difficult. He was outstanding enough at Far Moon, but to serve a guest of this caliber, the gap is still too wide!"
In the High Platform Area, a pair of passersby discussed this as they brushed past.
Heading against the flow of people to the white castle.
The castle appeared grand, but the dining space inside was very cramped, with only three tables.
After passing through archways filled with Roman flair at the Corridor Area, she reached the restaurant.
By that time, the bustling scene had already dispersed.
The leading seat, clad in a crisp white chef's uniform, the "Table White Knight," was petrified behind a layer of transparent glass in the kitchen.
"Do you have a reservation?"
A female waitress in uniform, with hands crossed in front of her, bowed and asked.
