In the same situation, as the president of Longteng, Mu Cang naturally preferred to see young Spiritual Food Masters of Longteng rise, rather than seeing famous Spiritual Food Masters from other countries shine on their own stage.
"President Mu is right, it was my oversight,"
When it came to national pride, Long Qingchen couldn't say much more.
Yang Su wore an awkward smile, while a hint of coldness flashed in Prince Tu's eyes.
This old guy really has poor timing. Just a little more and Yang Su could have replaced Xin Lin.
"But Grandpa, the Longevity Peach Bun he made is indeed delicious, much better than her buns."
The young girl Mu Jin pouted and glanced at Xin Lin.
Really can't understand why Grandpa appreciates that Xin Lin so much.
Clearly, her buns are average, and she's short. Though she's a Three-star Spiritual Delicacy Master, I'm still just a Two-star Spirit Cuisine Master. How can she be so much better than me when we're the same age and height?
"Mu Jin!"
