Li Han seemed to have encountered a disaster and retreated in a hurry.

Several white young dragons escaped, roared, and rushed straight towards him to swallow him.

After retreating three or four meters, Li Han stopped when he noticed the danger disappeared, and his face was terrifying.

"What's this!" Li Han shouted in dismay.

The five judging judges, who had already broken free from the illusion of flames, all looked in disbelief and stared at the golden fried noodles that showed their outlines on the plate.

A faintly, there was a flame rising in their pupils.

"Guru~"

Inexplicably, the appetite was awakened again.

I was obviously satisfied with Li Han’s fried noodles before, but what was the matter with the thought of eating that suddenly surged into my mind?

The judges all swallowed.

"Please use—"

Xia Yu put a clean dish for them, handed them chopsticks, and smiled and said, "This is the unified fried noodles of the seven countries of Xia's family—"
Chapter completed!