It seems they are the wealthy class of the City of Thieves.
The two found a seat by the window, guided by the waiter.
With some greenery next to them blocking part of their view, sitting down felt like being in a jungle, cleverly providing a sense of privacy.
Leonard Churchill sat down, looked out the window, and his seat offered a perfect view of the dazzling lights of the White Family estate at the edge of his vision.
The waiter with white gloves handed over the menu.
"Sir, here is the menu."
"No need, just bring me a few of each item on the menu. I'm into body cultivation; I need a large amount of food. Oh, and the desserts, bring more of those."
"Certainly."
"..."
When you finally eat out, of course, you have to have good food.
Leonard Churchill gave the waitress a substantial tip, and the restaurant was also very eager to entertain such generous customers.
It's not strange that those into body cultivation eat a lot.
Little Ivan sat excitedly beside him.
