Shi Jiumei seized every opportunity to use words to provoke Ye Fei.

Just now, she had approached Ye Fei.

So, Ye Fei shouldn’t be lying.

Really fed up with Shi Jiumei’s taunts.

"Yeah, Fei Xiaomo, do you want to be eliminated? If you cause a scene on the livestream, no one can save you!" Shi Jiumei said.

"I don’t care. I entered the competition just to prove that what those online trolls said was false, to prove I’m truly talented. The preliminary results have already proven that. Even if I withdraw, I’ll still go back to being my food blogger self." Ye Fei replied with an indifferent attitude.

Shi Jiumei was really panicking.

She saw Ye Fei like this, seeming serious.

Ye Fei truly wasn’t afraid of being disqualified!

"I... I didn’t say anything! I didn’t say anything! I won’t go outside! Even if you drag me out, I won’t say anything!" Shi Jiumei said, "Fei Xiaomo, instead of wasting time here with me, you should hurry up and prepare for the competition!"

"Yeah, Shi Jiumei is clearly scared, just let it go this time." Li Quanxin advised.

"Are you scared?" Ye Fei looked at Shi Jiumei coldly.

Shi Jiumei gritted her teeth, still unable to admit it even at this moment.

"Doesn’t seem like she’s scared." Ye Fei raised an eyebrow, gave a cold sneer, and continued to drag Shi Jiumei out.

"No! No! I won’t go out!" Shi Jiumei said in a panic.

"Shi Jiumei, just admit defeat!" Shen Yuanying said anxiously, "You’re almost at the door now, if you keep pulling and shouting, the judges on stage will be able to hear. Do you really want to draw the judges over?"

"Even if the judges come and hold you accountable, it doesn’t matter, but if you drag us down with you, we’ll make you pay!" Tian Wensheng said angrily.

Causing such a mess in a competition!

"Fei Xiaomo! Stop making trouble!" Shi Jiumei grabbed Ye Fei with both hands, almost hysterical, "I...I give in! I’m scared, okay!"

Ye Fei finally stopped: "If you’re scared, behave yourself, and don’t bother me again. If you dare bother me, come close to me, or talk nonsense. Just remember, I’m not afraid of withdrawing, nor am I afraid of losing face."

Ye Fei shook off Shi Jiumei’s hands.

Shi Jiumei collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

Her carefully managed hair was all messed up, looking both embarrassed and disgraced.

Ye Fei coldly looked at the others: "It’s not just Shi Jiumei. If anyone doubts my results, it’s fine, we can go ask the judges together."

Everyone: "..."

Who the hell dares to go ask the judges!

If anyone dared, there wouldn’t be a need to secretly doubt here!

Everyone remained silent, not speaking.

Ye Fei’s gaze swept across everyone’s faces, and then she said no more.

She turned and walked past Shi Jiumei back to the cold storage area.

She chose her ingredients, then brought them back to her food truck.

Afterwards, she went to the storage room.

The storage room housed various tools.

From tools for preparing ingredients to small kitchen appliances, such as blenders, juicers, electric mixers, dessert molds, etc.

Ye Fei found a small grill and some charcoal in the storage room, and moved them to the food truck area.

With everything prepared, 20 minutes had passed.

With 10 minutes left, Ye Fei lit the charcoal.

She then took out the ingredients to organize them.

After organizing, she didn’t move any further.

Because the provided 30 minutes were for contestants to think about ingredient choices, but they couldn’t start working.