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Plus, you can't die in a place like this, and there will be plenty of rewards after it's done, so there's no need to go back.
A paper servitor in charge came over, performed a grand salute to the three of them on meeting them, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you for coming, I am in charge here. Even though we have invited numerous chefs, sadly, none of them were willing to help, causing my Miss' wedding to be postponed again and again. If it keeps being delayed, my Miss, getting older, indeed won't be able to marry."
After finishing, the person in charge wiped his eyes, squeezing out two drops of red ink.
The audience's hair stood on end as they saw more and more paint accumulate on his hands.
However, Gong Gong remained nonchalant, "Then you'd have invited the right person, for I am a famous miss in these parts, and my culinary skills have reached divine perfection, I guarantee nobody will leave alive!"
