My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal Chapter 136 - 28 As everyone knows, being bitten by a dragon

"Flea..." Chen Ze prepared to console the mournful dragon, because it was obvious that she was feeling very down.

"We’re not on terms that allow you to call by my na," Flea retorted as she quickly finished off the Nine Turns Intestine, clearly enjoying it a lot.

"Averial..." Chen Ze had no choice but to change how he addressed her.

"The full na is too long, and it’s silly," Flea said between bites of her mango mousse.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched; he didn’t feel like talking anymore and thought he needed so ti to himself.

"Just kidding, don’t take it so seriously~ You can call Big Sister Flea!" After finishing the mango mousse, Flea enthusiastically patted Chen Ze’s shoulder.

Chen Ze looked at the cream on his shoulder and felt the urge to kill Flea and eat her flesh.

"Flea, I heard you were going to auction off your flesh?" Chen Ze asked directly, feeling that if he kept beating around the bush, he might never get to the point.

"Huh? How do you..." Then, rembering, Flea said, "Ah, right, Riesel and the others are also frequent visitors here," as she took a sip of her Paluda.

"Yes, I did have that thought once," Flea admitted nonchalantly, without any sign of embarrassnt.

"Once?" Chen Ze caught the keyword.

"Yep, once. Because I later calculated that even at the highest market price, selling all of wouldn’t settle the gambling debts," said Flea as she bit into a piece of dry bread, which was softened and tasted sweetly of milk.

"Then my bastard of a father paid a certain price to have the Dragon God intervene and resolve the matter. We still own the Molten Heart but all my treasures were taken to pay off the debts," Flea explained, lifting her cup and draining the Paluda in one gulp.

"A certain price? You actually have a Dragon God?" Chen Ze was shocked, realizing that the other world really did have deities.

Chen Ze originally thought it was a common world, but if there were gods, that was a different matter altogether.

"Tsk, how could you think there aren’t any? Right, you’re a non-believer," Flea observed, noticing that Chen Ze didn’t have the mark of faith in any gods on him.

Chen Ze scratched his head, wondering how to respond. Should he say, "I believe in Marxism"?

"I’ve been excommunicated from the Dragon Clan," Flea winked at Chen Ze.

"Eh?" Chen Ze was bewildered. Hadn’t the issue been resolved? Perhaps this prodigal dragon had done sothing disgraceful again?

"You don’t think it ca without a price, do you? The price my cheap father paid was to banish , a Red Dragon who didn’t believe in the Dragon God, from the Dragon Clan, while also accepting that all dragon slayers could co to kill ." Flea spoke casually, but Chen Ze found it rather chilling.

The revelations were too much to take in, whether it was about the godless dragon or the father who betrayed his daughter—Chen Ze had so much he wanted to criticize.

"Oh, and since I have been banished, I’ve lost all my treasures, so I’m planning on dining and dashing for this al. Any objections?" Flea said cheekily, lying on the table.

"Forget it, this al’s on ," Chen Ze waved it off, deciding it’s just a al.

"Really? You’re that generous? Then make a few hundred more dishes; I’m still not full," Flea grabbed hold of Chen Ze’s clothes.

Chen Ze took a deep breath.

"Don’t be mad. Let eat my fill, and then I’ll let you on, how about that~" Flea teased with a challenging look at Chen Ze.

Chen Ze, noticing her gaze, felt like he was about to lose control of the primal force within him.

"You better behave yourself..."

"I’m a virgin, you know. It seems like you humans are quite fond of this kind of thing," Flea smiled seductively.

Chen Ze watched Flea in silence, as she spoke with conviction and without a hint of jest in her eyes.

This ant that, if Chen Ze was willing, he could beco a Dragon Knight today.

"Flea, there’s sothing you’re not telling , isn’t there?" Chen Ze grabbed a stool and sat down beside her.

"Eh? How could you tell? I’m actually quite experienced, you know. Leave it to , little virgin. Let big sis show you how to grow up~" First, Flea was surprised at Chen Ze, then she looked at him provocatively.

"In the Soul Abyss, there are your family mbers, right?" The air fell into an eerie silence following Chen Ze’s words.

Flea looked at Chen Ze, her face showing she didn’t understand.

"Your family mber did not believe in the Dragon God, and so was thrown into the Soul Abyss to suffer. And because of that family mber, you also stopped believing in the Dragon God, didn’t you?" Chen Ze spoke again.

Flea’s face turned cold.

"If I’m not mistaken, it’s related to your father, isn’t it? It should be your father..."

"Enough!" A furious Dragon roar erupted, and a flash of light signaled a Magic Circle protecting Chen Ze.

"Who do you think you are? Hm? A laughable lowly creature!" Flea’s face began to show dragon scales.

"I tell you my story, not to have you ddle in my affairs!" Angrily waving her hand, Flea’s fist struck the Magic Circle, which was unresponsive, while her own fist bled.

"Who asked you to ddle with my life? You haven’t gone through it, do you think just saying a few words ans you can understand my pain?" Flea, seemingly without a sense of pain, continued to throw her fists.

Blood dripped from the Magic Circle, collecting into a small pit.

"You think... you think you understand everything?!" Flea roared, opening her mouth wide, her body quickly enlarging.

But in the next mont, Flea had turned into a mini-dragon; she had received the sa punishnt as Sebastian from the restaurant.

Chen Ze looked on guiltily at Flea, who, even in her mini-dragon form, was still trying relentlessly to bite him.

Chen Ze felt that he had indeed gone too far. Wasn’t he now the sa as those on the internet who, without having suffered from depression themselves, think they can tell those who have what to do?

He deactivated the Magic Circle and picked up Flea.

Flea bit down on Chen Ze’s index finger, painfully drawing blood.

The taste of blood cald Flea a little; she bit Chen Ze’s hand, and then raised her head.

"Why the Magic Circle..." Of course, Flea knew of that Magic Circle, unshakably powerful.

"Doing sothing wrong, there must be a price to pay, I’m sorry..." Chen Ze said, filled with guilt, suppressing the Magic Circle that was protecting him.

"Heh, you think I would forgive you just like that?" Flea, flapping her wings, flew to the restaurant’s main entrance.

But her reduced size prevented Flea from opening the restaurant door.

Chen Ze quickly went to open the door. Flea didn’t pay him any attention and just flew straight out.

Chen Ze closed the door, looked at the tableware on the table, and then at his hand.

"Did I try to act too tough just now? Do I need to get a rabies vaccine after being bitten by a dragon?"