Chapter 1177 –Fortune and Calamity [Part 4]
The night came.
Much faster than it would have in the real world.
Time inside the dream apparently had its own opinions about pacing, because afternoon had folded into evening with suspicious efficiency. Lux wasn't complaining. For once, reality or unreality, had respected his schedule.
More importantly, he was dressed properly.
Black velvet coat.
Gold embroidery.
Crimson silk beneath.
Polished boots, ornamental chains, gemstone cufflinks and enough tasteful excess to communicate three important facts before he even opened his mouth.
I have money.
I have power.
And asking exactly how much of either would embarrass you.
Negotiation mode.
Lux had learned long ago that wealth wasn't merely something one possessed.
It was theater.
People judged power before negotiations began. Clothes, carriage, posture, attendants, gifts, everything established the opening price of respect.
So Lux had invested.
