章 1032: Seven Shot Clinch

"Why is the main course not the highlight? But instead, it's this thing called ice cream?" Du Chuanjun asked with a frown on her face. Her hands still held the menu tab in her hands as she turned and looked at Ling Che. "Shouldn't it be your signature Black Python meat cutlet?" 

Among all the chefs in the Imperial Star, only Ling Che could process the poison in the Black Python meat, thus his signature dish had always included Black Python.

For the first time in ten years, Ling Che had suddenly changed his signature dish. And this dish wasn't even the highlight of his meal course!

"Oh, there have been a few changes," said Ling Che as he opened the door of the refrigerator and pulled out the Three Horned chicken meat that he had left inside after marinating it. "Though don't worry, I haven't made a mistake. This menu will blow your mind just like how the Black Python cutlets."