 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

After the system's reminder tone sounded, Charlene's head, which was already half revealed from the sand, shot out toward the flaming bird.

The visibility on West Point Island wasn't high in the foggy night.

Simmons only sensed something flying toward him, and he reached out to grab it instinctively. Just as he was about to jeer at Alfred's awkward sneak attack, he suddenly realized he was holding onto a head.

Fresh red blood flowed down from the head, and he could see the head's features clearly with the flame's glow. The thin lips, seductive eyes, and the hopeless and desperate expression. Wasn't this his favorite concubine, Charlene!

Simmons roared furiously as he stared at that face with a hopeless expression from before her death. He could imagine what kind of torture and mistreatment she had endured before her death!

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