Chen Yang sat at the bar, a blonde next to him, with not many seats left in the venue.
"Hmm?"
Not far from the bar, another person heard the commotion and looked up; Chen Yang caught the other's gaze and subconsciously looked back, then froze.
Thick black hair cascaded over shoulders, clad in a black robe.
The key was, a face was covered with an iron mask, only revealing a pair of intimidating eyes.
Wasn't this one of the Lin Giant of the cuisine association, "Dragon Tamer" Sta?
His heart skipped a beat, and Chen Yang's thoughts were in turmoil as he said, "Wasn't Sta at the North American headquarters just a few days ago? At that time, the leader gathered all eight giants for a meeting, and no one was absent!"
There was only one possibility, Sta had just arrived one or two days ago, and Chen Yang happened to meet him at the Christmas Culinary Festival.
They nodded at each other without speaking.
