As soon as those words left Bu Fang's mouth, the water the beautiful blond girl just drank spurted out, forming a mist and spraying into the faces of those beside her. Instead of apologizing, however, she widened her eyes and stared at Bu Fang. Her red lips were slightly parted, which looked rather seductive with all the tiny water drops.
"What did you say?" she asked doubtfully. She was not sure if she heard it correctly. This young man said he was just a Demigod? Just?! Could this word be used like this?
"To become an Earth Divine Chef, you must be a God. Otherwise, how could you fuse the Power of Law into dishes? You said you are an Earth Divine Chef, but you are only a Demigod… This doesn't make sense at all!" she analyzed seriously.
