The Imperial Kitchen was perched on a hillside on the outskirts of Four-nine City. The restaurant immediately exuded a strong, retro style. Even from the outside, its luxurious decor conveyed a stately and majestic aura. Dragons and tigers, seemingly ready to leap and pounce, were carved into the solid gold stone pillars before the gate. The architecture, with its gold and silver tiles, seemed to invisibly transport one back to the imperial courts of the Yuan and Ming dynasties. The imposing characters spelling out "Imperial Kitchen" were engraved with a palpable sense of majesty.
The moment Qin Fan stepped out of the car, those large characters commanded his attention. Standing outside the Imperial Kitchen, facing this overwhelming presence, he involuntarily halted.
