After seven in the evening, while Xia Yinian was brewing medicine, the organizers prepared a simple dinner for everyone present.
Even though she knew her champion position was precarious, Yuan Yaying still ate with great ease.
To win, one must win fairly.
The most uncomfortable person on the scene was Yu Wanqing.
She couldn't leave even if she wanted to, and staying here, her mood was quite terrible.
Even the Seventh Young Master and Third Young Master Feng had their dinner here; the other judges and leaders also dared not leave.
This one hour might feel a bit long to others, but for Xia Yinian, it felt extremely short.
The time she took to brew the essential oil was one and a half hours; one hour was not quite enough.
But as they were willing to give her an hour, and everyone was waiting outside, she certainly couldn't make any more requests.
In a blink, an hour passed, and Xia Yinian held a box and rolled her wheelchair to the door.
