The screen zoomed in to feature a pitch-black clay pot in a close-up.
The competition venue fell suddenly silent.
At the site of Far Moon's "Red Leaf Hunting Festival," a hush also descended all at once. The wind, beginning to change with the season, blew briskly, casting down many red leaves.
The atmosphere turned a bit cold, verging on an awkward silence.
"Da da da..."
Chiyoda Aichi hurried over to Cooking Station No. 1. As the female host and controller of the event, she naturally needed to manage the atmosphere on site. If things got awkward, it would be as if she had failed her duties. Without even running out of breath, she handed the microphone to Xia Yu, who was unloading cooking tools. Biting her lip, she asked, "Chef Xia, could you briefly introduce your tools?"
They were all well-acquainted by now, yet Chiyoda Aichi still appeared tense.
