They quickly headed for Star Cloud Tower.
The tower had two levels.
The ground floor was the lobby filled with dozens of tables. It wasn’t difficult to get a seat here.
There was only one table on the second floor.
It was reserved for the mysterious chef who only came here once a month.
Although Star Cloud Tower was in Imperial College, the owner wasn’t a member of the college and didn’t follow the college’s commands.
However, the tower had a good relationship with Imperial College.
The owner was called Ji Xingyun, who was a beautiful woman in her twenties.
She greeted Chen Ziyun and his team with a smile.
“Captain Chen, to what do I owe this honor?” Ji Xingyun got along well with Chen Ziyun and spoke to him in a casual manner.
Chen Ziyun came here every month for a seat on the second floor and was quite familiar with this place.
“Miss Ji, you have to reserve a good number for us.” Chen Ziyun chuckled.
Ji Xingyun said, “You don’t have to tell me that. I always give you a good number, but you really don’t have much luck. You’ve only eaten that meal once, right?”
Chen Ziyun rubbed his nose with an awkward smile.
Feng Wu observed Ji Xingyun curiously.
Ji Xingyun also noticed the stunning girl in the red dress.
Her eyes lit up, and she beamed at Feng Wu. “What a pretty girl! You’re the legendary Feng Wu, aren’t you?”
Feng Wu greeted her politely.
She liked this young woman with a bright smile.
“Do you know her?” Chen Ziyun asked curiously.
“I do know about things outside this tower, alright? The whole school has been talking about your competition today. We might not have known Feng Wu’s name before, but after that glorious battle, everybody knows her name!”
“The glorious battle?” Chen Ziyun rubbed his chin.
Ji Xingyun said, “She saved the whole team at a critical moment and won back your dignity. If that’s not a glorious battle, what is?”
She couldn’t say enough good things about Feng Wu.
She genuinely liked this stunning teenage girl.
Ji Xingyun then handed a number plate to Chen Ziyun. “The result will come out in five minutes. Take this. I think this should give you a bit more luck.”
She then lowered her voice. “Master Taihe may be a little sensitive to this number.”
Master Taihe was the name of the chef.
His rule was only the chosen one could eat his food.
That was why he only came here once a month and would only cook one table full of food. Rather than choose the highest bidder or the most talented, he would give the opportunity to the person chosen by fate.
Every team in the waiting area would have a number plate. Master Taihe would randomly pick one after he finished cooking.
The team with that number would eat the food.
Master Taihe was still cooking now, and the result would be announced in five minutes.
Feng Wu and her team saw countless people in the waiting area.
At least hundreds of teams were trying their luck.
They heard footsteps at the door.
