Capítulo 891: Chapter 890: Abrupt End
The program recording abruptly stopped after the first round of the rice cake segment competition.
Lunch break.
Backstage, with a loud bang, Wei Zhong slammed the door and sat on the sofa in the private lounge, his expression terrifyingly gloomy.
After a while, the coldness slightly withdrew from his brows.
Wei Zhong finally calmed down.
“It can’t be wrong!”
His eyes fixedly looked at his right hand, two fingers were still tense and shaking. After roughly watching for six or seven minutes, Wei Zhong dug out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number noted as “Godfather” in the contacts.
It took several tries before the call went through.
“Hello…”
“Master, it’s me!”
“I know it’s you, otherwise I wouldn’t have answered. How’s that matter going?”
The old and deep voice became more rapid when mentioning that matter, showing his concern.
Wei Zhong took a deep breath and said, “I have something important to report to you!”
“Hmm?”
“It’s like this…”
White Cloud Pavilion.
Outside the manor building, on a wild path lined with weeds, an old man carrying a fish basket and rod suddenly stopped, “What did you say? That Demon King Xia has learned the core secret of our sect’s legacy?!”
Thud thud!
Wei Zhong opened his mouth to give a definite answer, at this moment someone knocked on the door, and Ye Feizhou’s voice came in, “Brother Wei, there’s something I must inform you and Master Huang.”
“It’s about the ‘Divine Hand’…”
Wei Zhong’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, this matter also involves the Heavenly King Disciple?
“Let Flying Boat come in and take the call.” Huang He’s voice emitted from the phone’s receiver, Wei Zhong opened the door and handed the phone to Ye Feizhou.
After a rhetoric speech, Ye Feizhou stated with a righteous tone, “Please believe me, Master Huang, I really only passed on some superficial culinary skills to him!”
“…”
Wei Zhong remained silent, while the old man on the other end stood on the wild path, his expression fluctuating.
The status of Ye Feizhou was undeniable.
Moreover, Huang He trusted him immensely regarding his character.
Since he said there was no leak, then the matter is certainly so, but the problem remains, how did that Demon King Xia evolve a mere theoretical fragment into a complete and advanced culinary skill?
Wei Zhong sent off Ye Feizhou, slammed the door shut, and spoke to the phone: “Master, I can affirm that Demon King Xia’s ‘Divine Hand’ expertise is not low, it even almost rivals Flying Boat!”
A dazzling image of a poppy flower with mysterious purple light seemed etched in his memory temporarily forgotten.
That was the sense of danger his ‘Divine Hand’ detected!
Enemies of the same kind!
“Ha!”
A cold laugh from the other end of the phone, “Now we’ve caught his weak spot!”
“Steal my legacy, learn my skills, and he is not even a disciple of our sect, instead he’s standing on the side of our natural adversary… Wei Zhong, you can strongly challenge him to a food war with the accusation of stealing skills! This way, it is a legitimate reason!”
“An elder challenging a junior to a food war may be questioned and attacked by public opinion, but who dares to criticize if it’s about cleaning up domestic ranks?” Huang He snorted.
“I understand!”
Wei Zhong gripped the phone, his eyes emitting a sharp light, “Cleaning up domestic ranks, huh?”
This motive for the food war is reasonable.
Originally troubled over how to find a reasonable way, suddenly all was resolved.
What about the time and place for the food war?
Believing firmly in having a handle on initiative, Wei Zhong’s eyes quickly showed a playful hint, he had been in Shu for several days, and intelligence indicated the Demon King Xia had taken a new disciple and carefully guided him.
Interestingly, that disciple has the surname Liu, definitely a blood descendant of the Liu Clan, and combined with Demon King Xia’s recent activity trajectory, is it not possible to conclude that Demon King Xia has some unknown intention to interfere in the Liu Clan’s selection on the Lantern Festival night?
No matter.
Regardless of why Demon King Xia is meddling in the Liu Clan’s internal selection, Wei Zhong playfully discovered he found a perfect stage.
After all, no matter how declining the Liu Clan, it had produced a Great Chef God, with invisible influence spread across the country. Therefore, the Liu Clan’s Lantern Festival night selection is considered a top-tier event in the southwestern culinary circle.
Such a grand event is a star-studded stage, without the hassle of building the stage, widely distributing invitations, and spreading influence.
“Every Liu Clan internal selection, the old guys from the Shuchuan Chef Alliance come out and walk around, importantly, with that old monster Lan Fengxian present, there’s no worry about someone to host the food war, and serve as the main judge!” Wei Zhong thought.
From the stage, to judge, to guest spectators, Wei Zhong began carefully considering one by one.
Cleaning up domestic ranks is false, sectarian rivalry is true.
If he doesn’t create a big stir, how can he aim to strike the Xia Family, the big tree?
Ten years ago, failing to eliminate the Xia Family, letting it revive.
Now is the time for remedy.
Wei Zhong thought so.
…
Program recording continued till late at night.
Afterwards, female director Lu Qinghong drove Xia Yu and Zhu Qing back to the old house.
In the car.
Xia Yu counted the gains of this trip.
Task completed, 10 Talent Points gained.
Total points placed first after three rounds? It seemed easy. From the first round, starting with rice cake, subtly suppressing the Wei Zhong team, coming next ‘Three Balls’, ‘Ten-thousand-year-old Grain’ competition, Demon King Group also won, occupying the top spot, thus smoothly completing the task.
Wei Zhong returned after the lunch break, not quite in the right state, purposely letting himself out during recording…
Thinking of this, Xia Yu pursed his lips, “That guy is likely plotting something!”
As for the Ye Feizhou Group, perhaps it’s the overwhelming charisma field of the Heavenly King Disciple himself, his two female and one male trainees constantly appeared dazed and unfocused.
Xia Yu would say the effects of this program recording are summed up in one word—poor!
But when getting off the car, noticing the female director Lu Qinghong’s smiling face, Xia Yu immediately held his tongue; if the director is satisfied with the program quality, an outsider shouldn’t say much.
“Whew—”
Opening the door and getting out, Lu Qinghong leaned against the car door, deftly fished out a lighter, lady’s cigarette, elegantly exhaled smoke rings, suddenly said leisurely to the two who hadn’t walked far: “Watch out for Wei Zhong!”
Upon hearing.
Xia Yu quickly stopped, looking back in surprise.
“What do you know?”
Lu Qinghong’s narrow phoenix eyes bore a sly smile as she said, “I don’t care about the fact you learned the Divine Hand Cooking Skill, and I won’t explore your secrets. But, flaunting it so openly in front of Wei Zhong gives him the chance to attack you, isn’t it a flaw?”
The slender lady’s cigarette with a glowing tip was thrown to the ground, Lu Qinghong raised her high heels, extinguishing it with the sole.
She then got into the car, extended her hand out of the window, waved gracefully, “I believe in you, boy!”
“Go forth in the name of the Demon King and crush the ghosts and goblins on the road!”
In the name of the Demon King…
Xia Yu rubbed his chin watching the red sedan disappear into the night.