Central Region, Xihua City.
This was an extremely upscale restaurant, located in the wealthiest district of Xihua City; anyone who came here to dine was either rich or noble.
Because it was not a mealtime, the front of the restaurant was rather deserted, and even the waiter welcoming guests was so bored that he leaned against the door pillar and dozed off.
Just then, the crisp sound of wheels rolling over bluestone shattered the quiet.
The waiter jolted awake from his half-sleep, looked up, and saw a carriage entirely pitch-black— even the nag pulling it was black— slowly approach and stop at the entrance.
He hurriedly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and quickly stepped forward with a broad smile to welcome them.
But he did not take the initiative to speak, because as a waiter of such a high-class restaurant, he knew very well that guests who came here all had their quirks, more or less.
