The incident with the Korea delegation felt like a small interlude; Xia Chuyi and the others didn’t really care much about it.

In the evening, members from delegations of more than 30 countries around the world all arrived at the exchange conference.

Naturally, Xia Chuyi and her group also went to attend the exchange conference on time.

After what had happened before, Councilman William had learned his lesson a lot today, and was especially warm toward Huo Shiqian and Xia Chuyi.

"Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo, your seats are over here!" Councilman William led Xia Chuyi and the others to the seats that had already been arranged.

Coincidentally, right next to the Z Country delegation were the Korea delegation, the Japan delegation, as well as the delegations from YD Country, FLB Country, and so on.

Obviously, the organizers had assigned seats according to regions.

When the Korea delegation people saw Xia Chuyi and the others, they froze for a moment, apparently not expecting their seats to be arranged together.

After all, this was a diplomatic setting. The people from Korea gave Xia Chuyi’s group a polite nod, then went off to chat with the people from the Japan delegation.

It was obvious the people from Korea looked down on the Z Country delegation.

The Korea delegation didn’t come over to talk to Xia Chuyi’s group, and naturally, Xia Chuyi’s group also didn’t look for the Korea people to talk.

After a while, it was actually someone from the Japan delegation who came over to them and said, "Hello, I’m Yamamoto Koichiro, I’m a chef."

In terms of diplomatic etiquette, since the other party sent a chef, the one to come forward was naturally Xia Chuyi.

"Hello, my surname is Xia, I’m also a chef." Xia Chuyi stood up and replied politely.

"You’re a chef?" Probably because he saw that Xia Chuyi was a woman, Yamamoto Koichiro paused for a moment, then said, "Sorry, I mean no offense, I just didn’t expect the chef Z Country sent would be a woman."

Then they heard Yamamoto Koichiro say very seriously, "However, since Z Country sent you, Miss Xia, then Miss Xia, your cooking skills must be very exceptional."

"I hope in a couple of days I’ll have the chance to exchange skills with you, Miss Xia, and experience the charm of Z Country cuisine."

Hearing this, the members of the Z Country delegation all furrowed their brows slightly.

Was this Japanese guy here to issue a challenge?

That’s right, Yamamoto Koichiro had come precisely to issue a challenge.

In the eyes of Westerners, East Asian cuisines are basically all one system.

So for East Asian countries to stand out at a gourmet conference, the first competitors they have to face are, naturally, their East Asian neighbors.

Haven’t you seen how the organizers arranged the seating by region?

Since someone had already come to deliver a war letter, Xia Chuyi naturally said, "I’m flattered by your praise, Mr. Yamamoto. If there is a chance, I will certainly be there."

"Thank you very much." Hearing Xia Chuyi accept the invitation, Yamamoto Koichiro said, "Then I won’t disturb you further."

With that, Yamamoto Koichiro bowed to everyone, then returned to the Japan delegation.

The Korea delegation, the Japan delegation... these two neighbors were quite interesting.

One looked down on Z Country and couldn’t be bothered to talk to Xia Chuyi’s group.

The other treated Xia Chuyi’s group as strong opponents and issued a war letter the moment he arrived.

The gourmet conference hadn’t even started yet, and the undercurrents were already surging.

"Chuyi, you’re okay with that?" After Yamamoto Koichiro left, Huo Shiqian turned slightly and asked her in a low voice.

"It’s fine," Xia Chuyi said. "When I came here, I had already prepared for all kinds of situations."

"Besides, I’m actually quite interested in exchanging more with foreign chefs." Xia Chuyi smiled faintly and spoke calmly.