"... Difficult Taste Seal!"
Backstage, Wei Zhong's lounge.
The two Jing Chu Lin Chefs, Duan Hong and Wang Qian, looked at the broadcast screen and then at the brand new food duel document on the coffee table, and couldn't help but whisper.
"Is this intentional?"
"It's too much of a coincidence!"
"We proposed the 'Difficult Taste Seal,' and they did too!"
Isn't it though?
The coincidence of the food duel conditions gave both Lin Chefs chills down their spines, making them feel as if caught in a conspiracy web. Who is the prey and who is the Hunter? Suddenly, both had a terrifying thought but dared not delve deeper.
Knock, knock.
A staff member knocked on the door, reminding, "The next stage is about to begin. Please, Chef Duan, Chef Wang, come to the front stage!"
Duan Hong and Wang Qian exchanged a glance.
As he pushed the door, Duan Hong glanced at the lit restroom. A tall shadow vaguely stood facing the large mirror, staring intensely at his own reflection.
