“How does that duck head taste? Is it good?” Harrison asked Amy as she sat at the door nibbling at a duck head. The inviting smell made his mouth water.

  It was not only Harrison—the other customers lining up outside were also attracted by the brown duck head. Their mouths started producing excessive amount of saliva at the delicious sight. Amy could barely hold the greasy duck head with her hands. She ate it like there was no tomorrow as she gave a blissful smile.

  It was absolute torture to the guests.

  They could hardly hold back their urge to rush over and take the duck head by force.

  Amy raised her eyes and nodded. “Yes. It’s so good! Do you want some?”


  Harrison nodded, staring at the duck head expectantly. It had been bitten by Amy, but he didn’t care.

  “Then you can keep on wanting.” Amy lowered her head and got back to her food.

  Harrison: “.……”


  The other customers: “.……”


  “I should feel offended, but why am I smiling? Because she’s so adorable? Maybe…… I’ve never seen anyone so adorable while stuffing her face.” Harrison sighed helplessly.

  “If I didn’t know better, I’d think she were eating the best food ever.”


  “I know the little game Mag is playing. He is using Amy to whet our appetite!”


  “Yeah, but there is nothing we can do about it.”


  “Yes, there is. I’m gonna eat a whole duck of his!”


  The customers outside were chatting away to kill time.

  “Miss Christy, you said you wanted to take me to a gourmet restaurant. Let me guess, is it Ducas Restaurant?” an old man in a gray robe asked Christy while they travelled in a luxurious-looking carriage. “I lived here for over 30 years, and I come visit every year. I know Chaos City better than you do.”


  “Of course you know this city much better than me, Lord Hiril,” Christy replied with a respectful smile. “We’re not going to Ducas Restaurant, and I don’t think you’ve ever been to the restaurant we’re going to before, because it hasn’t opened the last time you were here.”


  Hiril James was a legendary businessman who had made his fortune in the leather business. He was as old and famous as Ian and Jeffree, but his business empire was not in Chaos City, but in the orc realm and the Roth Empire.

  Orcs were good at hunting. They provided 60% of the leather on the continent, of which 90% was sold by the James Family.

  The James Family couldn’t have achieved such a high social status if not for Hiril.

  After dozens of years of fighting for fame and fortune, Hiril decided to retire and live out the rest of his days in Chaos City.

  Given how wealthy the James Family was, you’d think it had a lot of money in Buffett Banks, but no.

  Hiril and Ian were not on good terms with each other. Rumor had it that Ian had something to do with Hiril’s leaving Chaos City and resettling in the orc realm.

  However, they neither denied it nor confirmed it, which aroused many people’s curiosity.

  If Christy managed to get the James Family to deposit money in the Buffett Banks, she would get a sizable bonus and possibly a promotion.

  She had met Hiril a few years back, so as soon as Hiril returned to the city, she called on him on the off chance that he still remembered her. To her surprise, the benign old man didn’t just grant her an audience; he even accepted her invitation to dinner.

  It seemed Hiril quite enjoyed Christy’s company, which made her grow more confident of talking him into putting money in Buffet Banks.

  Christy had done her homework before visiting Hiril. The old man preferred food to women and wine. He would, every month, make time to go to Rodu to eat when he lived in the orc realm.

  That was why Christy had offered to take him to dinner before talking business.

  Hiril had willingly accepted without being high and mighty.

  “A newly opened restaurant?” Hiril asked, surprised. “Is it even better than Ducas Restaurant?”


  “You’ll know when we get there.” Christy smiled.

  “Keeping me in suspense, huh? Now I can’t wait to try the food there.”


  Ducas Restaurant might be the best in Chaos City, but it was nothing compared to some of the dining places in Rodu.

  Hiril hoped the new restaurant was as good as Christy said.

  Christy drew back the curtain when the carriage stopped. “I’m sorry, Lord Hiril. I’m afraid we have to wait in line,” she said after taking a look out of the window.

  When Hiril turned to look, he saw two long waiting lines which had stretched far into the square. There were at least 100 people in each line. “Mamy Restaurant? I’ve never seen so many people lining up in front of a restaurant before in Chaos City.”


  In fact, he had never seen such a sight anywhere else.

  “Master, I’ll talk to the owner and have him let you in first,” the coachman said respectfully, and was about to jump off the carriage.

  Christy looked anxious, but before she could say anything, Hiril smiled, and said, “Lev, it’s rude to cut in line. This restaurant must be superb if so many people are waiting here patiently. I don’t mind waiting in line as long as the food is good.”