"Well? Can you taste the food?"
Sitting in the chair, Mu Hongzi looked at Bu Fang curiously. The others were also staring at him with rapt attention.
Only Bu Fang knew whether he could taste the food or not. If he could taste it, it meant that he was back.
He swallowed the food, then shook his head with a calm face and said faintly, "No." He did not stop eating, though. Soon, he finished the entire dish.
Everyone felt sorry for him. Mu Hongzi also sighed. There was only so much he could do to help. He really hoped that Bu Fang could continue on the path of becoming the God of Cooking. He wished that Bu Fang could finish the path that he had failed to finish.
He also wanted to go up to the summit and see what was there…
