章 2049: Pay

"You guys aren't from Planet Sky Cloud?" the middle-aged shura asked Han Sen with rhetorical certainty.

"We aren't. We're here on business," Han Sen answered. "You guys only serve shura, huh?"

"We serve humans, as well. It depends on the circumstances, but usually, no human dares to come in here." The middle-aged shura laughed, and then went on to say, "The people who work here are retired soldiers. They were strong on the battlefields, and their presence is enough to scare away humans. Most who walk in through those doors end up p*ssing themselves. This is the first time I've ever seen a guest like her."

"You hate humans?" Han Sen asked.

"The shura don't really hate humans, but this place isn't a battlefield. Besides, with this little customer, you guys are free to eat here," the shura replied carelessly.

"Boss, Golot is here again." The female waitress shouted at the middle-aged shura man.