Lu Yintang had been in charge for three years, and a pot of soup attracted dignitaries from all over the world to kneel down and beg him. However, he was expelled from the chef for violating the taboos of the kitchen, and even the stove was burned. He traveled alone in the rivers and lakes with the fragments of the scroll, using fire as his pen and soup as his ink. What he created was not a taste, but a mirror image of the human heart. Shen Jinchuan, the current head of the kitchen sect, watched his betrayal with cold eyes, but his heart and soul were burned by that bowl of soup overnight - in that soup, there were the blood oaths he had buried with his own hands and the unspoken kindness of his master. When the dignitaries poured out their wealth for a mouthful of soup, and when the kitchen elders knelt down and begged to rekindle the stove fire, Lu Yintang and Shen Jinchuan finally faced off at the end of the flames for the ultimate taste that no one dared to taste.
