Casper instructed those from the relevant departments to have the kitchen set up for his upcoming showdown with Sharon.

“What’s going on?” The chefs gathered around and wondered if their boss would be joining them in the kitchen.

Casper announced the great news with a bright grin, “Go ahead and call it a day as soon as you finish the last order from the customers. Your pay won’t be deducted.”

Wait! What?

The chefs cheered the moment they heard his sudden announcement. One of the fearless chefs asked, “Mr. Simpson, are you going to cook?”

Casper nodded in response. He retrieved a knife that was nearby and started messing around with it to figure out if he still remembered how to cook.

Immediately after he got his hands on a fish that was nearby, he skinned it off and chopped it into equivalent parts. When everyone returned to their senses, he had long sorted out everything.

“Was the fish still struggling when Mr. Simpson has killed it?”

They were confused because the fish, even after being skinned alive, wouldn’t stop wriggling.

Seconds after the chefs wrapped up their conversation, the fish stopped moving and fell apart.

“Oh, God! It’s a technique that enables fish to move around for a short while after being skinned alive! My mentor once brought it up in front of me, but no one had ever mastered it!”

One of the experienced chefs broke the silence and gaped at Casper’s seemingly unbelievable skills.

The man continued cleaning up the mess he had made and asserted, “Actually, it’s not a big deal. If I were faster, the fish might get to move around for at least a quarter of a minute. I can have it served before it’s even dead.”

time fathoming the fact someone had mastered a technique that had

chefs with different specialties. Nonetheless, Casper seemed to have outmatched them in terms of

in a despairing tone, “Mr. Simpson, you’re not

chefs asked, “Hello? What kind of joke is this? You don’t think Mr. Simpson

kitchen, but that would be impossible due to the things he had

acquire Sharon and her sister’s aid at

asked the chefs who had surrounded him, “Are you guys going

the sort of dish you’re preparing! Are

and thought it wouldn’t be a bad idea to have the bunch of professionals there to be the judges. At the very least, they could vouch

if you guys are curious about the things that are about to unveil in

The chefs exchanged glances and decided to stay for the event in the afternoon. No way

it was lunchtime. Usually, the chefs would spend their time during lunch hours working. They would only get to take

staff, “What’s going to happen in the

technique Casper employed voiced out his speculation, “Ms. Schneider has instructed us to get

an exceptional

Casper’s attention, the rest of the

their showdown is nothing close to the ones we have imagined. Although Mr. Simpson is fairly skilled in several aspects, he’s not a full-fledged

offensive remark. Afraid of offending Casper, the rest of the party went

you’re right! Care to introduce yourself?

years since the day I joined Tycoon as a chef. I have spent the past three decades as a

I think you’re the perfect candidate

rest of the party figured out Casper would soon have a showdown with someone else, they got

kitchen—Elena marched in Casper’s direction and

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