"My little master…"
However, before Mr. Zhao Sr could finish speaking, an excited voice cut him off, "Master!"
Immediately after, a figure came dashing over, not towards Mr. Zhao Sr but towards Lan Jin who was a short distance beside him, hugging one of her arms in an embrace.
Qin Yin's eyelids twitched as a sharp chill radiated from the depths of his eyes, fixated on Wan Ou's hand wrapped around Lan Jin's arm, which seemed extremely offensive to his sight.
"Don't be so dramatic, show some manners," Lan Jin scolded before forcibly pulling her arm free.
"Oh," Wan Ou murmured disappointedly, then immediately laughed again, "Master, we meet again."
The crowd: "..."
Everyone exchanged bewildered looks, completely confused about the situation.
Only Mr. Li Sr reacted quickly, exclaiming in astonishment, "What the heck is going on? Miss Jin is the master of this god-of-cooking?"
