All Good Novel
Chapter 377
Chapter 377 - Mei Li's Confidence in Wu Shi Made People Unable to Comprehend It Clearly
The twin tufts of his mustache perfectly captured the essence of his treacherous character! When Xue Masao caught sight of Xue Zixi and Xue Zhengying, his face lit up with a grin.
”Ah, big brother, niece Zixi, fancy seeing you here!”
His eyes then landed on Jiang Hao, who stood between Xue Zixi and Xue Zhengying. A moment of surprise crossed his face before he sneered.
”This young one here, he wouldn't happen to be the culinary Grandmaster that niece Zixi mentioned, would he?”
Xue Zixi didn't dignify Xue Masao's question with a response, instead retorting with her own sarcasm.
“Second Uncle, you needn't concern yourself with this!”
“Second Uncle, I'd suggest you watch out for certain antiquated figures who might just turn on you!”
Her words instantly soured the expressions of Xue Zhengying and Grandmaster Wu. Wu Shi's face turned icy as he stepped forward and scolded sharply.
”How dare you!”
But then, Jiang Hao's gaze met the incensed Wu Shi. In that instant, Wu Shi felt as though his very soul was nearly consumed by Jiang Hao's piercing stare.
Wu Shi quickly looked away, stumbling back several paces. Xue Masao rushed to Wu Shi's aid, asking with genuine worry,
”Wu Shi, what's wrong?”
After regaining his composure, Wu Shi stood firm, yet he no longer dared to meet Jiang Hao's gaze.
“It's nothing.”
Xue Masao, seeing no cause for alarm, let the matter drop. He assumed Xue Zixi's provocative remark had unsettled Wu Shi and glared at her with displeasure.
“Niece Zixi, always so quick with a biting remark!”
“Zixi, let's see if you can maintain that sharp tongue of yours after the culinary duel!”
With that, Xue Masao and Wu Shi, flanked by onlookers, made their exit. As the time approached, Xue Zhengying led Jiang Hao towards the stage.
……
The moment arrived, and everyone took their places. The host began with an introductory speech.
”Now, let us welcome the two culinary Grandmasters to the stage. Please announce your schools to honor the tradition.”
As the host spoke, the curtains on the stage parted, and one individual emerged from each side.
Jiang Hao stood alongside the spirited white-bearded elder, Wu Shi, who was cradling a black leather briefcase with great care.
Wu Shi approached the microphone, surveying the audience with a keen eye before beginning his introduction.
“I am Wu Yong, sixty years of age, trained by the esteemed Royal Chef, Master Wang Wenbo.”
”I began my culinary journey at the tender age of five. By twenty, I had made significant strides, and by thirty, I had earned the title of master chef. Over the next fifteen years, I bested eight renowned chefs in culinary duels, claiming their eight knives, and at forty-five, I achieved the rank of Grandmaster.”
With a flourish, Wu Shi gestured, and two assistants brought forth a small cabinet to his side.
He opened the cabinet to reveal eight uniquely styled chef's knives, with one spot conspicuously vacant at the end.
With a proud smile, Wu Shi declared, “These are the eight knives I've won from the master chefs I've defeated!”
He then pointed to the empty space in the cabinet and continued, “I have one aspiration: to claim the ninth knife in my lifetime, and this spot has been reserved for that very purpose today!”
“Today, by a stroke of divine fortune, I am poised to fulfill my quest for the Nine Sabers!”
Wu Shi's words radiated an unmistakable confidence. The culinary battle had not yet commenced, but he exuded the air of a man who had already clinched victory.
Even those unfamiliar with the culinary world could sense Wu Shi's formidable presence, while those within the culinary circles looked on with a deep sense of gravity.