บท 826: You Are Strange People

Kelp stared at the chef in question, watching his every move. Right now, he was filling the dough, stretching it out, and performing a type of routine in front of one of the tables.

It was a way to enhance their experience, and the way he stretched out the dough and spun it in the air, it was as if he had been doing it for years, perfecting his craftsmanship.

'That man was someone who used to be a Pagna warrior?' Kelp thought. 'Why would a Pagna warrior be a chef, and from the look of things, that person has been a chef for years with how skilled he is.'

With Kelp and his group being Pagna warriors themselves, they knew the pride of being a warrior, which was why they couldn't understand someone who would give up such a thing.

Looking back at the customers that were speaking, Kelp wanted to ask if they were sure they had the right person, but they were already gone.