It was early in the afternoon.
Queues were getting longer and longer outside of the restaurant. Everyone focused on the restaurant with anticipation in their eyes and they hoped that the tightly shut bronze gates would open soon.
Everyone was discussing among themselves fervently, and they were full of anticipation for Owner Bu's dish. The aroma which filled the air caused them to be extremely intoxicated.
Nangong Wuque sniffed incessantly as he leaned against the bronze gates, attempting to peer through the crevice between them. Nonetheless, he was unable to see what was behind the gate.
Rumble...
A deep sound began to ring louder and louder.
Before long, the bronze gate gradually opened.
Nangong Wuque's face that was glued onto the gate's crevice shook for a moment. He quickly took a step back and there was a burning desire in his eyes.
Bu Fang was perplexed by Nangong Wuque's gaze that was brimming with anticipation.
