 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

"N-no objections." That demon clenched his chest that had an unknown number of broken ribs, and shook his head in agony. Although he had a protective amulet on him, the Ten Kings Palace wasn't within the protective range of it.

The other demons who were sitting on the same table with him quickly got up and backed off. They looked at their companions on the ground with suppressed anger.

The originally boisterous courtyard fell into a deathly silence. All the demons lowered their heads and averted their gazes, worried that the trouble might come to them. There were already some demons who had sneaked away secretly. It was too unsafe to sit with the fellows from Ten Kings Palace.

"I have an objection," a cold female voice commented.

The shivarra looked up and faced a circular stool surface directly. "Who—"

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