Only a few assistants were left in the kitchen. They smiled awkwardly and said, "Who are you looking for…"
Xu Le's eyes darkened when he did not see the Master Chef's figure.
The host immediately interrupted to gain control over the situation and said, "Little Master Chef, don't be in a hurry yet. When the three rounds are over, the Master Chef will naturally appear."
In other words, Xu Le was probably the last opponent of the Master Chef.
At halftime, the number of comments on the screen doubled. There were almost 200,000 online viewers watching.
"It's a draw?"
"After watching the show for so long, this is the first time I've seen a draw."
"Maybe the Little Master Chef can really beat him. He's amazing."
"Yes, yes, yes. I went to his stall to try his food before. The food sold at the eight-year-old canteen is super delicious."
"Please give me the address!"
