"Everyone, please calm down. I'd also like to try and see if I can pull out the knife."
Lu Li waved to signal everyone. Unlike Miss Xia, he was perfectly natural about it, never feeling any psychological pressure.
Yet beneath his brilliant smile, the audience's cheers gradually died down. Those near the stands even unconsciously stepped back, faint fear showing on their faces.
Lu Li was a little speechless. I've already restrained myself quite well. I'm even seen as one of the good guys. What are you all afraid of?
Those who had backed away also realized their behavior was strange. Mainly because the crowd was too packed, they could not retreat even a few centimeters before being blocked.
They looked awkwardly at Lu Li, and for a while, no one spoke.
Lu Li did not mind. Taking the cleaver from Miss Xia, he discovered that it was a Celestial-Grade kitchen knife. It could also serve as a weapon.
The knife truly possessed a blade spirit, a special kind connected to Food Luck. It would naturally favor people with abundant Food Luck.
Now that Lu Li held it, he could even feel the cleaver faintly struggling against him, which made him rather displeased.
He had carefully watched Miss Xia pull out the knife earlier. The knife had indeed accommodated her; otherwise, even with Seventh Order strength, she would not have been able to pull it out.
He handed the cleaver back to Miss Xia, ignoring the host who was hesitating over whether to step forward, announce the end of the event, and award Miss Xia her prize. "Let go and let the knife fall naturally. Try sticking it back in."
Miss Xia did not understand what Lu Li intended at first, but she still did as he said. After taking