The night of the end of the shokugeki.
Tiqie Mansion.
"He won."
The Far Moon Commander sat on the corridor, looking at the small pond in the courtyard, a corner of the full moon reflecting on the water's surface.
"Yes..."
Xia Qing responded on the other end of the phone, "I will trouble you to take care of him for now, as I am preparing for the next match."
"The Hong Kong Chef Alliance..."
"As long as it's not a Dark Chef, you don't need to interfere, let them investigate."
Hearing this, the Far Moon Commander was slightly stunned.
He hung up the phone.
Raising his eyebrows, Xianzuowen turned to see his granddaughter standing at the door of the tea room.
Tiqie Helinai had evidently just returned from the academy, as she hadn't even changed out of her uniform skirt. She stood at the doorway and asked softly, "Was it Senior Xia?"
Xianzuowen nodded.
