Instead of managing his sect or teaching his disciples, Jun Changxiao had brought Liu Wanshi to the God of Cooking Competition precisely to complete the Epic Task of suppressing his cultivation realm, hadn't he?
This little brat called Qian Buduo was actually the competition's chief judge, and Jun Changxiao immediately felt his heart blossom with joy.
In a Martial Dao match, knocking the opponent down or off the stage counted as victory.
But culinary contests were different. The key to victory lay with the judges, because whether a dish tasted good or not depended entirely on their appraisal.
Jun Changxiao believed Liu Wanshi had the strength to win the championship, but now that he had happened upon the chief judge, his attitude naturally changed again.
To be precise.
Whether his disciple could advance into the top three and claim the championship, whether he could complete the Epic Task, all depended on this person's decision.
Money.
Under no circumstances could he take it!
"Sect Master Jun." Qian Buduo smiled. "Miss Liu cooked for me. This money and these Spirit Stones are her payment for services rendered. Now that you're giving them back, are you trying to bribe me?"
Little fellow.
Why were you blurting out such big truths!
Jun Changxiao said, "Brother Qian, you're overthinking it. I regard you as a brother, so naturally I can't accept this money and these Spirit Stones."
"..."
The Purple Lin Demon King's face was covered in black lines.
The speed at which you took the money and Spirit Stones earlier didn't look like you regarded him as a brother at all.
"Sect Master Jun."
Qian Buduo said, "This money and these Spirit Stones are what Miss Liu deserves. I will not take them back."
"Of course."
He paused, then said, "As the chief judge