As everyone waited nervously, the special guest arrived in a wedding dress.
"Lord Yan Huan, it's been too long. I never expected... to meet you all here."
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"Who are you...?"
"My lord, you do love a joke. It's me, Castorice."
"Castorice?"
"Yes."
"Then what are you wearing?"
Castorice wore a formal white wedding dress. She looked poised and graceful, with a faint smile on her face.
"This? It's just my judge's outfit..."
"Really?"
"Really."
Castorice gave a little twirl in front of Yan Huan, her wedding dress flaring around her.
"What do you think? Does it look nice, my lord...?"
Seeing Castorice there, Tribbie couldn't help asking:
"Castorice! Did you come to play with the Little Fairies too?"
Castorice stopped twirling and replied gently:
"I'm embarrassed to say I originally applied to be the restaurant's head chef, but my cooking wasn't good enough to pass the assessment."
"Fortunately, I know a little about tasting food, so I accepted the fairies' invitation to serve as a special judge."
"To keep things fair, the results will be decided by a vote between me and two fairy representatives."
She glanced at the jumble of salad on the table and smiled.
"Since the dish is ready, I won't stand on ceremony."
Castorice stepped up to the table.
But when she took a closer look, her smile froze.
"Is this... a salad?" She looked up at Yan Huan uncertainly.
"Maybe." Yan Huan guiltily looked away. "Could be something that just looks like one..."
"I see."
Castorice nodded, speared a piece with her fork, and put it in her mouth.
She chewed slowly. Then her delicate brows drew together.
Her face went from pale to green, from green to purple, from purple to blue...
Phainon: "..."
The sunny, cheerful young man hurriedly turned to Yan