Chapitre 2452: A Comical Contest...

Qiao Mu looked over curiously. The chap who people were pointing fingers at only looked to be around 27 or 28 years old.

Even though his face looked like it would blend into a crowd, his gaze was exceptionally piercing.

"Hey, Wang Yan, why have you come?" A busybody jibed, "The president of the Pill House's Weixi Branch has given an absolute order prohibiting you from participating in the Mantou Festival anymore. What's wrong with you? You're ignoring the president's words?"

Everyone around him roared with laughter.

"Perhaps Wang Yan is thinking of getting first place. After all, he was only half a step away from it last year."

"Isn't that right. Last year's first place ate 818 mantou, while Wang Yan ate 799…"

"Hahaha, but last year's first place died the next day!"

"Yeah, that's right. We told him not to risk it, yet he dismissed our experience!"