"Did it pass?"
Upon hearing the young chef ask this question, everyone pricked up their ears.
"Pass?"
Qiushan Hong, Indira, and Shinohara Shigetaro were taken aback and shook their heads simultaneously.
"What's going on?"
Xia Yu remained calm, but the audience certainly did not, causing a stir, especially among the Far Moon student and teacher groups, many of whom were already in distress, covering their heads.
However, the guest seats were unusually silent.
Professional chefs understood better—had the dish that indulged the judges so addictively actually fell short?
Yuchuan Ayaka stood up and seemed in no mood to sit back down; the chefs around her no longer cast respectful glances her way. Everyone held their breath, fixating on the young chef on stage, as steady as Mount Tai.
"I don't want to give your dish its final evaluation right now..."
