This was a Western restaurant.
It was about three in the afternoon, and if it had been a native Da Hua restaurant, there probably wouldn't have been any customers at this time. However, the situation in a Western restaurant was different, as this time was precisely when those from the upper echelons of the Western Continent took their afternoon tea.
Therefore, at this moment, there were still quite a few customers in this Western restaurant.
Of course, since the opening of Shen City port nearly three hundred years ago, many customs and habits had been deeply influenced by the Western Continent.
Thus, at this time, there were even more Da Hua people than Western Continentals among the patrons of this Western restaurant; even many of the waiters were Da Hua in appearance.
As he entered the grand entrance of this Western restaurant, Jia Mu felt slightly dazzled when his gaze swept across the interior of the restaurant.
