"Nobody expected that Xia Yu, who started the latest and with the grandest display, would be the first to present her dish."
"Grilled fish?"
A rich aroma mixed in the wind and drifted in all directions.
With her nostrils fluttering, Qian Rixiangzi immediately wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth, like a puppet controlled by a Puppet Master, following the scent directly to the dining table.
Soon, the table was surrounded by layers of people.
"Can we start eating now?"
Qian Rixiangzi stared at the grilled crucian carp on her plate, swallowing saliva continuously, accompanied by similar sounds of swallowing from others around her.
"Wait—"
Dojima Yin and Liangzi Lina simultaneously raised their hands to stop her.
"Please let the Chiyoda Witch taste it first!"
The crowd spontaneously cleared a path, the ice-faced witch helping the old woman make her way through.
"Make way."
