Durin sat in the barbecue shop, looking at the Shangjing Daily Finance that the owner handed over to him, seeing himself on the front page headline, he couldn't help but chuckle.
"I just felt it looked like you." The owner of Tongji was a middle-aged man. It was impossible not to be greasy in the barbecue business, especially since he was personally grilling for Durin's table right now. According to him, he was a soldier in life and a soldier's spirit in death. Mr. Durin had helped the military so much that he had to return the favor by serving Mr. Durin well.
So Durin's Little Mother Dragon devoured what she thought was the best barbecue. If she didn't have to maintain some modesty, she would have probably transformed into a Giant Dragon to devour it.
But even so, she was using a Giant Dragon's stomach to accommodate the barbecue.
Dragons are really capable of cheating. Durin, who couldn't transform, could eat as much as he wanted but would still only use his own stomach.
