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The audience below was completely speechless. Every time this chef was done cooking, he would begin to advertise that Cloud Mist Restaurant.
They had begun to get suspicious of Bu Fang. Was his true purpose in entering the Magical Hands Conference to advertise his shop?
Nethery was extremely delighted, and her mouth was smeared with oil. Upon seeing someone as beautiful as Nethery having no care for her image, the audience below went wild with shock.
Her beauty was a feast for their eyes. Even the way she ate was magnificent in their opinion.
The chief judge returned to his senses, and his eyes opened as wide as saucers. He glared at Nethery with an expression filled with discontent.
"When did this woman come on stage? We are having a competition right now! How can random people just come on stage when the competition is on?"
