Boiled Fish

The farmhouse restaurant's back kitchen was brightly lit.

The massive bighead carp weighing over fifty pounds was carried in. Its enormous head had already been chopped off by Old Wang, the restaurant's head chef, ready to be steamed with chopped peppers.

The remaining dozens of pounds of plump, delicious fish meat were laid out on a wide stainless-steel worktable.

"Young Master Su, how would you like the rest of the fish prepared? Braised in soy sauce or stewed clear? I'll arrange it right away." Chef Old Wang rubbed his hands together and approached with a broad smile. He had personally watched this young heir drag that underwater giant ashore by sheer force, and he was deeply awed.

Su Bai glanced at the fish meat on the worktable, its color rosy and its flesh firm, then casually rolled up his shirt sleeves.

"No need to trouble yourself. I'll make the remaining fish into boiled fish myself." Su Bai's tone was calm as he walked over to the worktable.

Old Wang froze for a moment, then hurriedly tried to stop him. "Oh, Young Master Su, the kitchen is thick with smoke and grease, and knives have no eyes. How can we let you cook yourself? Besides, boiled fish puts an extreme test on knife skills and heat control. What if—"

Before he could finish, his voice caught in his throat.

Because Su Bai had casually pulled a heavy-backed cleaver from the knife rack.

The instant Su Bai gripped the handle, his entire aura changed abruptly.

The Master Level cooking skill activated in an instant. Combined with his terrifying physique of 160 points, beyond the limits of humanity, it made the ordinary cleaver seem alive in his hands.

Swish!

A flash of silver-white blade light streaked past.

Old Wang did not even see