Every person present found their breathing becoming short and rapid; they truly hadn't expected that Chen Yu could turn the most ordinary of noodles into something awe-inspiring, such that even Dolance wasn't his match.
Chen Yu didn't say much, merely maintaining a calm and composed demeanor as he took a doll-like pastry from amongst the selection and stuffed it into his mouth.
"What are you all standing around for? Food is meant to be eaten, and since the dish has already been made, don't tell me there aren't any judges here to taste it?"
Although the words were not problematic in themselves, to the ears of the people from the Bright Culinary Gathering, they were a blatant insult. Whenever they had a pastry or fondant competition, they would display the finished products as works of art.
In the past, whenever Dolance participated in a competition, he would seal his creations in vacuum glass containers for memorabilia.
