C891 Intrinsic

The chef looked up with a fierce-looking face. He, who had a thick waist and a thick buttocks, could not help exhaling impatiently. "I was wondering what it was. Just this, what it was. Our restaurant will definitely be fine."

The disciple tugged on the chef's sleeve and whispered, "Master, the dishes in the Misty Rain Tower are the same as ours. I'm afraid they were secretly learned by someone