"Crack…" Narson took a bite of his mooncake as he walked away, upon which his footsteps immediately faltered. He stared at the mooncake with incredulity in his eyes, and the more he chewed, the more delicious the flavor in his mouth became. Such a delectable food item was simply irresistible.
How can this mooncake possibly be this delicious?! After swallowing the mouthful of mooncake, Narson still wore a stunned look on his face. He couldn't help but take another bite, and the more he ate, the more he wanted to eat.
Surely even the chefs from the Roth Empire's royal palace won't be able to make such a delicious food item. That guy's hands don't have any callouses from sword training, nor does he even have a scar. Looks like he bears no resemblance to Alex whatsoever. Narson slowly walked away as he thought to himself, Most importantly, there's no way that Alex would become a chef, nor would it be possible for him to become such an exceptional one.
