章 1397: Bound to Lose?

The Nine Revolution Great Path Prawns?

Bu Fang's calm voice echoed through the air. It even spread out of the Sphere and rang in every ear, causing everyone to look at each other.

They did not have to be chefs to know what the dish was. It was nothing special but river prawns with heads and tails removed. The taste might be amazing, but when compared with Ah Zhuang's Flaming Roc Meat, which could tickle one's taste buds just by looking at it, Bu Fang's dish was clearly a notch below.

To be fair, the dressing of the plate was very creative. It had an ethereal touch to it, like a lotus flower blooming in the realm of deities. From the dressing alone, it was easy to tell the position Bu Fang had set for the dish—a simple dish without heavy or fancy taste. It was just prawns fried with tea leaves.

Could a dish as simple as this… win?