The arena is dead silent at this moment.
Everyone holds their breath, staring fixedly at the two facing each other on stage. When every card has been played, who will be the one to laugh last?
"Can you still move, Miss Huaizhi?"
Guo ShouQue is the first to question, scrutinizing Huai Shi's pale face. "Can you still stand up? Do you still have the guaranteed victory you once had?"
"Of course—"
Huai Shi responds with words from the past, "Is there anyone who would be fooled by your empty bravado?"
"Even if it is empty bravado, isn't it mutual?"
Guo ShouQue shakes his head knowingly, "A culinary duel is quite ruthless, Miss Huaizhi. Even if you know my weakness and forced me into the weakest desperation, do you still have the energy to make a dish? Do you have the power left to defeat me?"
Just as he said.
Huai Shi has reached her limit.
