The first thing she saw was a chicken head on the ground.
Not far away, the body of the chicken lay on the ground.
However, the body was still moving.
In its agony, the wings were twitching incessantly.
"I... I just cut off the chicken's head, I didn't expect its body to still be moving," Ye Fei trembled as she spoke.
Her clothes were splattered with chicken blood.
Zhao Gushen didn't mind at all as he held her in his arms, not caring how the other contestants looked at them.
"It's all okay now," Zhao Gushen said softly, comforting the back of her head and her back, "It's okay now."
"I... my hands are shaking," Ye Fei said, "I think... I don't think I dare to touch that chicken again."
"As a chef, I couldn't even do this much, I'm simply not qualified," Ye Fei thought of the earlier scene, and goosebumps still ran over her body.
"Tell me, what did you do just now?" Zhao Gushen asked softly.
