"Heavens! How could this little chef be the Lord of the Divine Chef Temple?!"
All the people present were somewhat struck dumb and looked petrified, whether they were Bu Fang's enemies or friends. Of course, except Summer, the woman shrouded in obscurity. She had a faint smile on her red lips as she seemed pleased with the reaction. The shock was all she wanted. She wanted these people to be shocked by Bu Fang's identity.
Silver Armor's aura fluctuated violently, emanating a mighty force. His eyes were ablaze with silver light, and his gaze shot at Bu Fang like a sharp sword.
"How could the Lord of Divine Chef Temple be him? Where is that guy?!" His voice was deep and hoarse, almost growling.
