 Whispering Jianghu

In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

Henyee Translations

A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World

Mag took a look at the gold coins in Sargeras' hands—thirteen, no more, no less. He said he wanted 10 more. Looks like he doesn't have enough money on him today. Mag wanted to chuckle.

The two customers outside didn't see anything disturbing happen. They watched a small-eyed man walk out and leave satisfied and relaxed, so they figured it should be all right for them to eat here. They hesitated for a moment and walked inside.

"Owner, I think 10 gold coins is too much for a wooden chair. I can buy one with two. I'll give you four and buy another two roujiamos with the remaining six. What do you say?" Sargeras raised his voice, looking at Mag with his red eyes.

Sargeras always spoke bluntly with males. Now, he was using a much more polite tone because of roujiamo. Once, he would have held a big fireball in his hand.

Burn, Big Bald Head!