For a moment, the hall fell silent, all eyes were fixed on Shen Qiang, even the stunningly beautiful Demon Fox judge, Miss Chu Qing, could not take her eyes off him.
"Shen Qiang, what are you going to do?"
Lv Shuyao's father looked at the flame dancing in front of Shen Qiang with eyes full of astonishment and then urgently said, "It's too late for you to start now."
Shen Qiang raised an eyebrow and smiled, "The competition rules allow for a last-minute addition of a dish, so please trust me, Lv Uncle, put your dish down, and watch me."
Lv Shuyao's father hesitated, after all, his signature dish, while it had no chance of winning against the French chef's Truffle Steak, would certainly not finish last among the eight teams, but if Shen Qiang were to take over, his youth could lead to a mistake, possibly resulting in the lowest score of the event.
The safest method was, of course, to stick with his own specialty dish.
