Zhou Tian followed Anna's gaze and was equally stunned.
In Kimura's hands, the pumpkin had transformed into a pumpkin carriage, exquisitely clear and extremely delicate.
"How did he do that?" Zhou Tian's mouth hung open, his eyes filled with shock.
By then, Kimura had finished carving his pumpkin, and his faint laughter echoed across the square, "The knife skills of Chinese chefs are simply trash; how dare they present such an ugly thing."
Lin Chen stopped his carving knife and coldly snorted at the arrogant young man not far away, "That's not necessarily true."
Kimura's eyes narrowed slightly as he turned his head towards Lin Chen, his face showing even stronger scorn as he looked at the pumpkin in Lin Chen's hand.
"Haha, Lin Chen, do you really not know what 'ugly' means?" Kimura burst into laughter upon seeing Lin Chen's carved work.
