The Yan Clan brought the top thirty contenders into a grand hall.
Soon, two figures strolled in.
One was a middle-aged man of formidable presence. Muscular and robust with a substantial aura that was as imposing as a divine mountain.
The other was an old man, around sixty with white hair, and a profound look in his eyes.
"Gentlemen, this is our Yan Clan's Family Head."
A Yan Clan member pointed to the middle-aged man to introduce him, and then pointed to the white-haired old man, saying, "This is our Yan Clan's Honorable Martial Chef, Yan Shiqing."
The people felt a shiver run through them, and they all clasped their hands in salute.
"You all are the elite of the Martial Chef world, no need for excessive formality."
The Yan Clan's Family Head slightly smiled, gently waving his hand with a mild demeanor.
