บท 125: Chapter Seventeen: Sorry, I'm Allergic to Virgins

"Dear guest, welcome to the Dream Restaurant. What would you like to eat?" Although conflicted, Chen Ze still decided to attend to this guest properly before discussing anything else.

"Eat?" Only heaven knew why the Dragon had dark circles under its eyes.

"I'm already cutting off my own flesh to pay debts, what else would I eat? A good meal so I could feel less pain while I'm cutting?" Upon hearing this, Chen Ze realized who this customer was.

After all, there were few Dragons that had fallen to this state, at least as far as Chen Ze knew, there was only this one.

"Erin Averi Flemea?" Chen Ze ventured to ask.

"You know me?" Flemea turned her head curiously to look at Chen Ze, as in her view, this human youth should not recognize a Dragon.

The key point was that he could even call out her full name, something very few knew; many were only aware that she was called Flemea.

Chen Ze nodded, then shook his head. "I don't know you, but I've heard of your name."