"Could he be... the mysterious person?"
"It has to be. Why else would he be walking toward the ring?"
"No way. A little chef?"
"The mysterious person is just a young chef? This is... intriguing."
"And he's got delicate features, looks to be in his early twenties, right? At best, he's just a kitchen apprentice. How could he be the mysterious person?"
The crowd watched Wanyan Xiong step onto the ring, their gazes all fixed on Jiang Xinghai, who was dressed in a chef's jacket.
That's right. He had swiped a chef's jacket from the free-range chicken shop and put it on.
It made him seem more mysterious, after all.
After stepping onto the ring, Jiang Xinghai looked at Wanyan Xiong, whose eyes were filled with doubt.
Indeed, Wanyan Xiong was also a bit stunned when he saw his opponent.
