"What am I doing right now?" were the words that had come out of Skyler's mouth as he was carefully stretching out a large piece of dough.
He was doing so carefully while also using his Qi, trying to infuse it into his techniques.
"Add slightly more Qi when you compound the dough up, and refine your control when you stretch it out," Zon ordered.
"Yes, Chef!" Skyler shouted as he continued with his work.
Skyler was imagining how he had gotten into this situation. Instead of wearing the respectable Clan clothes of the Wu Club Clan, he was wearing a chef's outfit.
Instead of his Qi being used to train and ascend into a mighty warrior that the heavens would be proud of, he was here making noodles of all things.
Tears wanted to flow from Skyler's eyes, but knowing fully who was watching him, Skyler continued to work.
