Chapter 210: Contest 2

Inside the room,

a middle-aged man typing on a laptop had just finished a session and picked up the coffee next to him to take a sip when suddenly a tremor occurred.

The coffee almost splashed out and stained his clothes. The man also coughed hurriedly. He quickly put down the cup.

In each room, in each compartment, everyone felt a tremor. But it quickly returned to calm.

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Inside a private room.

A large round table was covered with various dishes—stir-fries, soups, roasts, and more, seemingly covering all sorts of cuisines.

At the edge of the table full of dishes, there was only a small figure sitting there. Her black hair draped over her shoulders, slightly curled up at the sides into two knots. The strands of hair trailed down. She wore a close-fitting black silk coat, which gleamed faintly under the light.

Knock, Knock, Knock...

After a gentle knocking, a waiter walked into the room with a tray.

"Your abalone and morel mushrooms."