"Wasn't it said that whoever excels in culinary skills shall be deemed fit for the position?"
"Then let this so-called genius you speak of compete with me, how about that?"
As soon as these words were uttered, the entire hall fell a few degrees quieter, all the immortals looking in surprise at the monkey on the dais, who spoke with such resolute tone.
If it were a matter of fighting, everyone recognized the potential of this monkey within the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, but culinary skills—are they something one could simply assume proficiency in on a whim?
To enter a profession is to delve into it, does he really think that wielding a kitchen knife and chopping aimlessly qualifies him as a chef?
The Kitchen God and the God of Cookery seemed to hear a joke, as they both let out a laugh.
"You said this yourself, have no regrets?"
