Chapter 92: The Devil's Kitchen Li Xie, Van Dyke Sael, and Zayn Nard arrived at the scene with their guards.

  In the garden, more than a hundred guards were fanning out in a protective formation around Li Xie's residence, while on both sides of the stone path ahead, many guards lay sprawled out, seemingly lifeless but merely writhing in pain. It appeared they wouldn't be able to get up for some time. On the opposite side of the guards, one person was slowly walking towards Li Xie.

  He wore a coarse linen robe, simple in attire, but his figure was slightly fat, thick waist, sturdy arms, and a kind face with a gentle smile, just like an old farmer in the countryside. However, he was obviously not that simple! The blue sapphire white gold ring on his finger already showed that he must not be an ordinary person, ordinary people can't afford this top-level space ring.

  Moreover, there were originally 500 guards from the Imperial Army in the City Lord's Manor, each one a Five or Six Stage Sword Saint. Now at least 300 of them have fallen. Would an ordinary person have such strength?

  This person doesn't seem to have any aura of fighting, could he be a magician? But it's not like a magician either, because along the way, except for the fallen guards, there is no large-scale destruction of flowers and grass.

  What is he doing here anyway?

  "No matter what you're here for, I'm extremely unhappy lately, and it's perfect to take it out on you!" Li Xie waved his hand: "Fan Di, Ze En! Beat him hard, just don't kill him... What level is this fatty?"

  Li Xie suddenly realized that he wasn't clear about the strength of the incoming person. If they were too powerful, it would be better to yield first and then think of a way out!

  Vandi Xier narrowed his eyes and said: "The fluctuation of Dou Qi is about 8th rank."

  "Rank 8?! Grandma's, has my infamous name spread far and wide?! The Rank 8 Sword Saint has come to slap me in the face?" Li Xie's eyes widened: "Beat me hard, just don't kill me."

  Spare his life for now, Li Xie still wants to interrogate him further!

  Vandi Sel and Zainnarde took the lead, but Zainnarde didn't seem to have any intention of acting. It seemed that even an eighth-level master couldn't stir up Zainnarde's interest in taking action. Vandi Sel, on the other hand, was full of energy, his golden aura bursting out of his body as he leaped into the air like a giant eagle swooping down on its prey, his hands transformed into sharp claws that swiped at the fat man's shoulders.

  "Haha......" Fat man burst out laughing: "What a great eagle, just right for a plate of braised eagle meat."

  As soon as he finished speaking, the people in the room seemed to have an illusion that everything had stopped moving for a moment, or had become extremely slow. The movement of each person's eyeballs was as if it had slowed down countless times.

  But Fatty was not affected at all, and he saw his figure flash by. Before Van Dyke could get close to him, he had already arrived beside the suspended Van Dyke, stretched out both hands to grab Van Dyke's hands, and pulled hard. Van Dyke's limbs suddenly straightened out.

  Fat Guy's hands formed a knife, rising and falling in an instant, cutting down countless times from Van Dyke's arm to his calf, making people feel that Fat Guy was not cutting people, but cutting a sausage or bacon.

  With a single swing, Fatman stretched out his hand to Vandy's abdomen and flipped him over. He moved to Vandy's feet, grasped his ankles, and with a jerk, Vandy was swinging in the air like a fish.

  Fat Louie bends Vandy Saul's arm, crosses his legs, twists his waist and finally gently puts Vandy Saul on the ground, not forgetting to say: "Hong Shao Lao Ying, Cheng!"

  Look at Van Gogh again, his legs are crossed, his hands are spread like wings, his head is slightly raised, and his eyes are dull.

  It's not just his eyes that are dull, everyone's eyes have gone dull.

  Because Fei Lou treated Vandy Sael like a sausage and turned him into this state in just one second! And in this one-second extreme speed, everyone had an eerie illusion that they could see every step clearly, see every move of Fei Lou.

  Expert! ?

  Fighting against the tenth-level Sword Saint isn't called fighting, it's called playing.

  This person is either god-tier or saint-tier!

  "Ah......"?

  Finally, after being arranged in a heroic eagle pose for one second, Vandy Sell let out a miserable cry, but his whole body was unable to move, only his eyes were resentful, and a drop of grievances fell from the corner of his eye, telling this embarrassing experience.

  Zayn swallowed hard, he suddenly felt so lucky, if he had just made a move, wouldn't he have ended up in the same state as well?

  Li Xie's mouth twitched, his heart pounding, he couldn't figure out what kind of bad luck he had encountered, to have such a master come to his door looking for trouble!

  Now it seems that even a tenth-tier Sword Saint like Vandy Sell is being toyed with to this extent, and Zeennard, the ninth-tier giant dragon, probably can't help much either, at most becoming "Braised Dragon".

  I'm so unlucky, I tried to hit someone but ended up getting hit instead!

  Li's heart was filled with annoyance, but his face wore a forced smile: "A senior like you, I don't know what brings you to my city lord's manor?"

  Fat boy smiled: "I'm here to apply for a chef!"

  Is he a chef?

  This...?

  Li Xie was taken aback: "Senior, are you joking?"

  When the chef is done with us, we'll be beaten into a pulp! Is he going to stir-fry the people from our city's government?!

  "Kidding?" Fat Lou glared at Li Xie: "Being a chef is a sacred profession, am I kidding you? What's there to kid about? I'm here to be a chef! Are you inviting me or not?"

  "This..." Li Xie's mouth twitched with a strength of 100,000 horsepower: "Senior, is it necessary for the chef to beat my man like this? Senior, what is your purpose in coming here, speak directly. If junior can do it, I will definitely try my best!"

  "You're such a person, why are you so bad at speaking?" Fat Lou scratched his head: "I really came to be a chef, but these people won't let me in, I can only fight my way in. If you don't let me be your chef, I'll fight until you do."

  Wow!?!

  You're something else, even the pancake vendors aren't as tyrannical as you chefs.

  "When the chef is good, that's it. Please let my follower go, senior." Li Xie didn't want to be made a fool of like Fan Di-Sel, this fat man wanted to be a chef, and he could only let him be one.

  Although it's unheard of for someone to show up at your doorstep and ask you to hire them as a chef, Li Xie was in a weaker position, what could he do?

  Looking at Vandy's pleading eyes, looking at him wanting to open his mouth but unable to open it, I roughly guessed that Vandy couldn't even speak.

  "Let him go? Easy to say. I just want to be a chef."

  Fatty carried Vandyke's neck, shook it, and threw it to Li Xie: "I removed 108 bones from him, this will connect, nothing will happen immediately. I won't take lives, I'm just a chef."

  Li Xie hastily helped Vandy Sael up from the ground, and Vandy Sael's eyes were brimming with tears. Although he seemed fine, the pain was evident, enough to bring tears to the eyes of this tenth-tier Sword Saint.

  Think of 108 bones being dislocated, that terrifying pain, and you can roughly understand Van Gogh's suffering.

  Van Diel's face turned pale and he stood up: "Your Excellency, I..."?

  "It's alright, don't blame yourself, look at Zeen, he didn't even dare to go up..."

  Zain Nad glanced at Li Xie with a somewhat depressed look: "Now, isn't that brain-dead? This fat guy is obviously strong as hell!"

  "Adults..." Vandy Sell said: "This person may be a demon chef."

  "Huh?" Fat Lou exclaimed in surprise: "You know me?"

  Vandy Sael was shocked and hastily cupped his hands in a bow: "So it's really Your Highness! Vandy Sael pays respects to Prince Bushlarasi!"

  "What's with 'Demon Chef'? What's his story?" Li Xie listened, and it seemed that this fat guy had a pretty big background.

  "Sir, his name is Mo Jie Bu Shi La Xi, the only eleven-stage magician and eleven-stage sword saint in the legend of the mainland. He loves cooking so much that he travels around as a chef, and because of his eccentric behavior, people call him the Devil Chef."

  Double eleven? Li Xie looked at Mo Jie Bushulaxi in surprise, this guy is really strong!

  "What's wrong with being a chef!" Mo Ge shouted: "I just like being a chef, what's weird about it? The happiest thing in the world is to see others eating the dishes I made and their satisfied expressions. Whoever says I'm weird, I'll have to beat them up."

  Li Xie whispered in Van Dyke's ear: "So, he really came to be a chef, not to pick a fight?"

  "It's true that I came to be a chef. Don't worry, adults, Mo Chu doesn't kill living things. Even when cooking, it only makes vegetarian dishes, but..."

  "What's the matter?"

  "It's just that Mo Chu isn't someone who would easily become a chef for just anyone, there must be something that piqued his interest, and only then would he come to our City Lord's Manor."

  What sparked his interest? Was it my vampire physique or what?

  Li Xie couldn't think of anything special on his side, but since this Mo Jie Bu Shi La Xi was really here to be a chef and didn't kill living things, there wasn't much to worry about.

  "Hey!" Mo Jie yelled in a bad mood: "What are you two whispering about, will you or won't you let me be the chef? If you don't answer, I'll hit you."

  "Alright! Of course!" Li Xie couldn't help but be moved by the crisis, and hastily said: "Then from now on, you will be the head chef of our City Master's mansion."

  "Haha...this is just right!" Mo Jie laughed and looked up at the sky: "Hmm, it's almost noon, time to eat lunch. I'll go cook for you, sir."

  "Hmm..." Li Xie chuckled, but in his heart, it was a bitter smile. Who would have thought that a grand duke and lord would also be forced to become a chef?

  Fan Di pulled at Li Xie's clothes and said in a low voice: "Sir, let's hurry up and run!"

  Why?

  "Mo Chu has a habit, if you ask him to be your chef, the first time he cooks for you, he will definitely make all the dishes he knows, and you must finish them all. If not, you'll have to fight him! It's said that there are many people who have been stuffed half to death by him."

  Huh?!

  Li Ye was greatly surprised and hastily said with a smile: "It seems that we can't have lunch today. Ah, Mo Jie, the great chef, I, the Duke, have an urgent matter to attend to immediately, so let's come back and eat later."

  "No way!" Mo Jie shouted loudly: "I'm your chef for the first day, cooking for you for the first time, how can you not eat? No way! If you don't eat, I'll flatten you!"

  I'm going to get you!

  It's a strange thing in this world, year after year it happens, and today I'm actually being forced to eat!

  Li Ye was so depressed! But thinking of Van Dyke's words, being stuffed to death made him a bit timid. He hurriedly said: "It's really important, otherwise I wouldn't do this. You cook for me and I'll pack it up and eat it on the road. Master Meng is above, I guarantee I'll finish everything."

  "Sleep Master?"

  "The God I Believe In."

  "Oh, okay. Since you've guaranteed it with the gods, I'll believe you."

  Mo Jie took out a long table from the space ring and set up cooking utensils, ingredients, etc. Looking at the materials on the table, most of them were bean products or green vegetables, and there was not even a single fish or meat dish.

  He then suddenly took out two crescent-shaped pig-killing knives and began to work on the long table.

  Mo Jie's movements were incredibly fast, yet each step was clear and visible. With a swing of his twin blades, the materials on the table transformed in an unpredictable manner. With a casual wave of his hand, flames burst into existence out of thin air. With a casual flick of his finger, clear water appeared out of nowhere.

  Is this cooking with magic.?

  In less than half an hour, the long table was filled with 130 dishes, and the garden was filled with fragrance. Although no fish or meat were used, the dishes were more fragrant than meat and fresher than fish, truly amazing!

  Li Xie couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, of course, seeing the 130 dishes, this guy still broke out in a cold sweat. If he really had to finish all of it, even if his vampire physique wouldn't burst from overeating, mentally he would probably go several months without being able to eat anything.

  Put all the dishes Mojie made into the space ring, Li Xie bowed to him and hurriedly took Ze Ennarde and Miao Miao to escape from the city lord's mansion and head to Manchester City.