Chapter 343 Choice
These voices seemed to be making fun of him, mocking him, making him feel like a clown.

Every voice seemed to deny his past and him as a person.

Shen Cong felt as if he had been cut open from the inside out, standing in the world exposed to the world, even the blood and bones inside could be seen clearly.

No secrets can be kept anymore.

At this moment, Shen Cong felt more vulnerable than ever before.

The power on which he relied could no longer help him.

His power, fame, and status were no match for the true feelings revealed.

In the past, he used these things as if he was wearing armor and showing off his power everywhere.

But armor is ultimately an external thing, it can be put on and taken off.

Once he lost what he depended on, Shen Cong found himself so fragile, powerless and ridiculous.

He could neither refute nor fight against this voice that came from his heart.

Because that's his heart.

People can deceive others but cannot deceive themselves.

At this moment, Shen Cong had to admit that these voices were right.

But that doesn't mean he will succumb to them.

Because without power, he really has nothing.

Everything he has is built on power.

Apart from power, what else in the world can bring him such a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction? What else can satisfy his ambition that has been influenced by power?
No.

Therefore, even if Shen Cong heard his own voice, he would not change.

He will continue on this path of pursuing power.

Never stop, and there is no turning back.

Shen Cong stepped through the countless memories in his heart and listened to the countless voices echoing in his ears.

This voice, which used to annoy him and made him subconsciously avoid it, was now accepted by him and truly became a part of him.

At the same time, he saw Chef Tang and his group.

Even if one day he loses everything that power has brought him, at least those who truly treat him as a friend will still be by his side.

People are always losing, but there are always some things that can remain.

The presence of Chef Tang and others gradually calmed Shen Cong's heart.

So that he won't be like before, desperately pursuing power like a dying man grasping at a straw.

Shen Cong's goal will not change, and he will continue to move towards the power he pursues.

But now, his pace will be a little slower.

He is no longer forced to move forward by power, but he gets to choose how to move forward.

The voice in the heart echoes in countless people's hearts.

Let them see and hear everything they have experienced in the past from another perspective, and feel the voice hidden in their hearts.

Those hesitations and confusions, those pains and those joys are now clearly revealed.

Some people laughed heartily, while others were inexplicably sad.

Some people have determination in their eyes.

Countless people have different experiences, different thoughts, and different feelings.

What they see and feel is also different.

These thousands and thousands of different thoughts eventually converge together, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.

No matter where it originates, it will eventually converge to a single node.

All the chaotic thoughts turned into similar but different ideas at this moment, making them understand that even if the important things in life will eventually be lost, there will still be more precious things left.

It is longing, emotion, and memory.

Don't forget them, because if you forget them and abandon them, then there will be nothing left in the world that can be retained.

The spacious venue accommodated countless people, and at this moment everyone was immersed in the feelings of the heart.

No one spoke, no one even made a sound.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

Only the breeze blew past, bringing with it a rustling sound, adding a lingering aftertaste to the tranquility of the moment.

Words no longer have any meaning at this moment.

Because the deepest feelings in my heart cannot be told to anyone.

Even if I tell it, how many people can understand and empathize with it?
Forcing others to experience and force others to understand is just a useless effort and a waste of time.

It is better to carefully treasure the feeling of this moment, let this enlightenment accompany the ultimate deliciousness in your mouth and remain in the deepest part of your soul forever.

Even if no one understands and no one can comprehend it, this feeling that belongs to you alone and is unique in the world will be engraved in my heart forever.

This banquet that made a sensation in the city attracted everyone's attention from the very beginning and spread throughout the city at an explosive speed in an instant.

And afterwards, there were even more twists and turns, and the competition among multiple forces added new fun to the banquet, making people who were not interested in it before cast curious eyes.

But this grand banquet ended exceptionally peacefully.

After tasting the delicious food, people left spontaneously and went back to their homes, as peacefully as if they were going out for a walk.

But beneath the calm appearance, strong emotions are surging in everyone's heart.

But they all buried this emotion deep in their hearts.

They will only speak and express their true feelings when facing people they think are worth communicating with, people who can understand them, or people they want to understand.

Xu Qing's original idea was to use the public's support to oppress Shen Cong and force him to surrender.

But later, he changed his mind.

Instead of forcing Shen Cong to surrender, it is better to let him figure it out himself.

A person who could be pleaded for by Chef Tang, Huang Yang and Yuanwai would not be someone who was blinded by power.

Xu Qing was somewhat confident, but more importantly, it depended on Shen Cong's own choice.

Xu Qing gave the power of choice to Shen Cong.

If Shen Cong still wants to keep the legendary kitchen utensils after going through all this, he still wants to control this power.

Xu Qing had no choice but to let him go.

In the future, when Shen Cong truly loses the legendary kitchen utensils and the power on which he depends for his livelihood, his retribution will just begin.

So what will be Shen Cong's answer? Hold on, or let go?
Xu Qing wasn't sure at the moment.

At this time, Huang Yang walked up to him, clasped his fists and bowed solemnly, "Mr. Xu, I am really grateful."

Xu Qing smiled and said, "President Huang, there's no need to be so distant."

Huang Yang said: "It's not that I'm distant. I just... I don't know how to thank you..."

Xu Qing asked: "Is this dish delicious?"

Huang Yang quickly said: "Of course it's delicious, there is nothing more delicious in the world!"

Xu Qing nodded and said, "That's enough. Your words are the best way to thank me for my hard work."

"Mr. Xu..."

Huang Yang was stunned for a moment, then he felt relieved.

Only with such a pure heart can one create such wonderful and touching dishes.

(End of this chapter)