"Ha... haha..."
The chef is that five-meter-tall monster, swinging a hooked chain in its hand. Blue-purple viscous liquid oozes from the cracks of its wrinkled skin, emitting a stench, and its gaping mouth full of uneven sharp teeth speaks with unclear words.
"Boy, you, do you not want to live? How dare you attack me, the chef?"
"So what?"
Chen Yuan calmly replied.
The reason he said it was "destined" is because he sensed the resonance emanating from the other.
After Mr. Cen's previous reminder, he can now be certain that this phenomenon indicates both are hosts of the fragments.
"In a competition, you must follow the rules. If you don't, I will kick you out!"
"Following your rules leads to ending up like this."
Chen Yuan kicked a nearby unconscious Curse Forbidden Master.
"Lying on the ground, waiting to be slaughtered. An unfair competition will never produce a winner."
"Who, who said that? The portions they ate before passing out, I, I saw them!"
