There is such a restaurant in the wild city of Tianyuan Continent. The righteous way and the devil's religion coexist, and the orcs and humans stand side by side. The proud sea people put down their manners here.
But it is such a strange restaurant, and there is indeed a long queue at the door every day.
Here, the saint and the witch argue endlessly about sweetness and saltiness. The priest and the king called a truce over a bottle of wine.
And Ye Xingluo looked at the spiritual stones in the cash register, holding the 'Thunder Dart' in his hand, and a smile appeared on his delicate face.
"As long as it doesn't stop me from making money, you can do whatever you want."
Reader comments
It's relatively bland, with a bit of a flow-style feel, and it's just that you can read it.
It's relatively bland, with a bit of a flow-style feel, and it's just that you can read it.