In stark contrast to Jiang Qiuqiu's leisurely pace, Wang Henli was about to explode.
He had eaten the food from Jiang Qiuqiu's livestreams before...
He knew full well that even though he had the recipes, comparing his overall skill level to Jiang Qiuqiu's would lead to a brutal result.
Unless Jiang Qiuqiu broke her hands, there was no way he could possibly win.
At the thought of broken hands, his expression twisted.
If it weren't for... if it weren't for hiring a hitman on the dark web, he would still have some money left over. He wouldn't be in such a tight spot financially.
Qian Song was also pressing him hard, saying that if he didn't get first place, he'd have to hand over the recipes. There was no way he was giving up the recipes, but dealing with that cheapskate if he refused...
