"You... you actually dare to look down on our Sakura?!"
Chiye Masao glared at Chen Xuan furiously.
Chen Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "A tiny spot of land, not even worthy of my attention!"
Upon hearing these words, everyone around felt their blood boil.
Previously, when they heard Chiye Masao boasting about how formidable the culinary skills of Sakura Country were, claiming that the cooking techniques of Yan Country were learnt from them, everyone felt very uncomfortable.
But, helpless because their own abilities were too far behind those of Chiye Masao, none dared to say much.
Yet now, Chen Xuan had utterly defeated Chiye Masao with an overwhelming advantage, which gave everyone a sense of confidence.
"Exactly, a tiny place like that, dare to boast so much!"
"How many years of history does your little area have compared to ours? Can you even compete with us?"