"Could it be that they don't use this place to prepare dishes?"
Muttering in doubt, Lin Yuan decided to take matters into her own hands and hack off a piece of tenderloin herself.
The competition table had already been set up with knives for the three contestants, but since the trio had yet to draw lots to determine their stations, Lin Yuan couldn't simply grab a knife and use it.
Left with no other choice, she sought help from the Old Emperor.
"Your Majesty, may this humble servant borrow a small knife?"
Lin Yuan's crisp voice rang out in the grand hall, drawing everyone's eyes squarely upon her.
Bai Jing, who had been busy selecting ingredients, immediately raised his head in alarm to ensure this little rascal wasn't up to any tricks.
