Lin Xu grabbed an almond, cracked open the shell, and popped the kernel into his mouth:
"Think anyone's going to cause trouble later?"
Considering the last time Cheng JianShe took an apprenticeship, Qi Zhentao's mentor group nearly caused a scene, but was ultimately thwarted by He Jiajun, turning the tide.
If those who were expelled show up to stir trouble today, He Jiajun might have a headache.
Xie Baomin chuckled and said:
"To prevent any disruption, the Chinese Cooking Association has stripped those people of all titles, and without any accolades, it's hard for them to make a fuss... Besides, Qiuqiu's uncle is here today, and that old man has quite a temper…"
Just as he spoke, an elderly man with a cane walked in, full of vigor and energy; the cane in his hand seemed less of a walking aid and more like a weapon.
Seeing the old man, Xie Baomin quickly greeted him:
"Hello, Uncle Qiu."
