Another World Mall Chapter 795: Outplayed

"Welco." Dnanta greeted cheerfully, taking a peek at the person who had just entered the restaurant. "Hmm? You are not alone?"

President Orto smiled. "It’s an honor to receive the information from you, Master of Ingredients. My apologies for coming with another person."

"Well, you can bring whatever you want. But you know the rule, right?" Dnanta frowned.

"Of course. Anyone who receives an invitation is allowed to bring up to two people. However, if it’s getting taken advantage of, which can harm or hurt the chef’s interest, the chef reserves the right to withdraw the invitation. Don’t worry. This person here won’t do anything like that," assured Orto.

"Well, we’ll see. Isn’t he the reason this city beca so lively?"

"!!!" Evan looked surprised. "Do you know ?"

"Dark Moon rcenary’s Dark Supre, Evan Kohl. Who doesn’t know you? Even if I’m a chef, I still watch outside things like I observe my ingredients." Dnanta shrugged.

Evan fell silent while Orto laughed out loud. "See that, Van? He’s definitely a unique chef. Well, it looks like the nu here is like the rumor."

"I have heard the rumors about it, but there are really only three options. I will go with whatever the chef recomnds."

Orto nodded. "In that case, I will be the sa."

"Hoho. I don’t think you will be disappointed with this choice. We’ve received so special ingredients today." Dnanta chuckled.

"Oh? That makes us look forward to the food." Orto smiled.

Dnanta nodded but remained still.

Orto and Evan looked at him, but they ended up staring at each other without doing anything. The atmosphere beca awkward. They wanted to ask why Dnanta didn’t go to the kitchen, but they kept hearing the sizzling sound from the kitchen.

"You’re not cooking for us, Chef?" Orto asked.

"Nope. Haven’t you seen the invitation?"

"Hmm?" Orto was confused and took out the invitation. "This is not your invitation?"

"Not mine. Check again."

Orto examined the invitation but couldn’t find anything weird. Evan, on the other hand, instantly understood what was going on. "Well, it only says the invitation cos from Chef Len as well as the mark of this restaurant. There are two Chef Len’s in the world that can make this invitation."

"Ah!" Orto gasped. "Don’t tell , the one who invited us is your daughter?"

"Correct. I won’t be cooking today."

"What?" Orto was stunned. "Isn’t this unfair, Chef?"

"I don’t understand what you’re talking about." Dnanta shook his head casually. "Let’s see. You guys are so deceiving to those youngsters, so why are you complaining now?"

"Those youngsters?!" Orto and Evan obviously understood who the ’youngsters’ he was talking about were.

"Don’t tell , you are influenced by their group? You? Who is known to not work for everyone?" Orto simply couldn’t believe it.

However, Evan seed to have seen through everything. "Ahahaha. Looks like we have been outplayed this ti."

"Van?!"

"Co on. You should be able to see it." Evan grinned in amusent.

Before Orto could say another word, Rin ca out of the kitchen, bringing fried rice with so special ingredients from Another World Mall.

"Here you go. Special Fried Rice." Rin placed down the food in front of them before extending her hand. "As for the paynt, you just have to hand it to ."

"!!!" Orto widened his eyes in shock. Evan finally spelled it out. "That’s how it is. Chef Dnanta Len still sticks to his principles. However, the sa can’t be said for his daughter. Am I right, Chef? Isn’t that the reason your daughter sent the invitation?"

Dnanta nodded. "Not 100%, but you are 80% correct. I remain an outsider, but my daughter is currently working as Clovis Hacfield’s chef, though she’s not a part of the Libation Fiesta. As long as my daughter doesn’t join the fight or sothing, I don’t plan to do anything."

Orto was stupefied. As Evan said, they had been outplayed. Clovis actually took advantage of this connection to lower their guards.

Evan slapped Orto’s back multiple tis. "Hahaha. We have been had, right, Orto? Looks like the younger generation is really ant to surpass the older generation. I’m looking forward to the mission itself."

Orto facepald and shook his head helplessly. He looked at Rin and asked, "May I finish my food first, young lady?"

Rin nodded. "Please enjoy."

After saying those two words, Rin returned to the kitchen. Before Orto realized it, Dnanta was already sitting next to them with a beer bottle.

"Hahaha. Chef. I’m truly amazed. How can such a person even convince you?" Evan cared a lot about the successor battle. He wanted to see what kind of person Clovis was to figure out whether he was the correct person for Vina or not.

Dnanta smiled. "Well, he’s my fated custor. Just a bit more fated than this guy."

"Haha, Orto." Evan laughed.

"Then again, isn’t that why you’re doing this succession thingy?"

"Well..." Evan’s smile disappeared almost instantly. He sighed before scratching the back of his head. "That’s true. I created three divisions in my rcenary group so that they could keep each other in check. If one were to attack, they would risk being ganged, and so on.

"That’s why they need to be bold, calculating, and decisive. And by creating this succession battle, I can let them grow. Besides, you need a good eye to choose a good partner. That’s why I’m curious about this person, not as the successor of the Hacfield family, but as an individual.

"After all, he could convince a chef like you. I just hope that they’re able to see through the true aning of the succession battle."

Dnanta shrugged. "Are you fine with saying that in front of my daughter?"

"It’s fine even if she wants to tell them. It doesn’t really matter." Evan shook his head. "Since I have given you this information, may I eat for free today?"

Dnanta laughed. "No way. I’m about to go bankrupt because of a certain boy. You still need to pay."

"Eh..." Evan’s face was twisted as if he had been wronged. But they ended up laughing again.

Orto looked at the two next to him and couldn’t help but sigh, saying, "Why are you guys so carefree? I’m having a headache right now because of all this stuff."

The two abruptly stopped before laughing as if they were the sa kind of people. They even said the sa thing. "Hahaha. You need to laugh a lot if you want to live long."