 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

"Little Bro, so what is it with us?" Kiel asked with a smile.

"It must be nice to have your face massaged by a chair. Do you want our boss to massage you some more?"

"I guess that's what he wants. Maybe let me do it this time."

The Burning Legion was laughing in unison as they looked at Chown with an unfriendly look.

To the Burning Legion, Mamy Restaurant was like the holy land. This was where the holy roujiamos were made. Making trouble here was akin to insulting the Burning Legion. They only refrained from crushing the person immediately because they didn't want to contaminate the holy land.

"Boss Mag said we need to be reasonable." Sargeras raised his hand to signal the Burning Legion to remain calm. He took a bite of the roujiamo in his hand, and chewed slowly before swallowing. Then, he stood up with his body surrounded by flames, and asked Chown, "Is it that difficult to stand in a queue?"

Do You Want To Pay Or Get Crushed?