Crack.
The ice crystals spread across the ground.
Chiyoda Aichi was stunned, looking down at the ice creeping beneath her feet, a chill rising from the soles of her feet, making her shiver uncontrollably.
She looked up.
The other three judges seemed not to have noticed the oddness of Yuchuan Abbot, each picking the ice feathers affixed to slices of Mountain Carp, sea bream, and Crucian Carp before taking a bite.
"Sea bream, slightly cool, associated with metal..."
Tiqie Xianzuowen murmured to himself, his chopsticks gently touching the seasoning dish.
Huh.
His white eyebrows suddenly twitched.
The shining slice of fish, on touching the sauce, transformed, faintly enveloped in a pale golden light.
His pupils contracted, for on his chopsticks was not a slice of fish, but a sharp blade!
