Chapter 259 - Chapter 259: Chapter 259 King of Dim Sum (1/2)

Chapter 259: Chapter 259 King of Dim Sum

Chen Yu did not answer immediately, but simply poured himself a drink.

The robed man who had brought Chen Yu back was immediately enraged and stepped forward, pointing at Chen Yu’s nose and cursing loudly.

“You little shit, don’t fucking play hard to get when we’re offering you a chance to redeem yourself. Otherwise, you won’t be leaving this place tonight,” he said.

Chen Yu sneered and deliberately put on a frightened expression.

“Oh, I’m so scared!” he said mockingly.

The robed man’s eyes bulged with anger, and as he raised his fist to strike, a wine bottle suddenly came crashing down on his head from above.

Chen Yu was already on the other side of the man by then, and the empty wine bottle had become a handy weapon.

It was unclear whether all of this had been prearranged by Chen Yu.

With eyes wide open in fury, the robed man pulled out a dagger and prepared to lunge forward.

The middle-aged man hurriedly stepped in to stop him.

“Dolance, we invited Mr. Chen here to discuss matters, not to be rash,” he said.

Dolance’s teeth clenched with an audible grind, but he dared not make another move and only stepped back, clutching his bleeding head.

The middle-aged man let out a quiet sigh, then politely apologized to Chen Yu.

“My name is Karan, the current president of the Illumination Gourmet Club. I kindly ask Mr. Chen to seriously consider my request. You should know that the Illumination Gourmet Club controls not only the Alanke Grand Hotel but also over sixty percent of the world’s dining business!” he said.

Chen Yu glanced sideways with a hint of disdain at Karan, who, although apologizing, did not hide the murderous intent shining in his eyes.

Moreover, his words carried a very thick layer of threat.

“In my view, food should be something that makes people happy when they eat it. Even if it’s treated as a business, there’s a line between what money should and should not be taken. We should all have a scale in our hearts,” Chen Yu pointed out.

Karan’s eyes filled with resentment as he exhaled a breath of turbid air and then signaled to Dolance with a gesture.

“Since Mr. Chen has his principles, I won’t say much more. Since you grace us with your presence today, why not have a competition with Dolance? If he wins, you’ll die here today. If you win, then you must represent our Illumination Gourmet Club in the competition,” he proposed.

Chen Yu couldn’t help but laugh, “So what you mean is, either way, I won’t be able to leave today, right?”

Without any courtesy, Karan took out an incense stick.

“We’ll follow the etiquette of your Eastern traditions. Before this incense burns out, you both must present your dishes! Let the competition begin,” he declared.

As soon as he finished speaking, a few attendants pushed out a movable kitchen.

Dolance, not caring for anything else, grabbed some dough and began to work it immediately.

Those around them were fully armed, their gazes like torches fixed on Chen Yu. It seemed no matter what, he had to compete today.

Chen Yu put on a helpless expression, but it was a ruse as he communicated with Ling Ling in his mind, scanning all the nearby terrain and planning the best escape route.

“I truly don’t understand your thinking, wanting to compete with me in dim sum! Don’t you know this thing has a history of four thousand years in the East?” he said.

As he spoke, Chen Yu directly picked up the basin and expertly worked the dough, his movements smooth as flowing water.

Dolance, the King of Dim Sum at the Glorious Gourmet Gathering, was extremely serious when preparing food. He immersed himself completely in the task, and the dough in his hands seemed to come to life, vivid and lifelike.

It looks like this guy is planning to make a dough figurine dessert.