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Zhong Luozhan looked at Xia Xiaomin's hand, which was holding the saber. A trace of a mischievous smile flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, his expression turned serious, and his tone became a bit more serious as he said, "This dish has turned cold, let's start again!"

With that, Zhong Luozhan took the basin from Xia Xiaomin's hands, walked to the trash can and poured all the dishes into it