The first thing that David noticed after entering the Bald Monk Wine Shop was its flashy interior.
Compared to its outer appearance, which was relatively average and made out of cheap materials, the interior was filled with shining materials that screamed wealth.
The space inside was large enough to fit hundreds of people at once and still have some room left.
While David was busy gawking at the surroundings, a waiter dressed in long white robes approached him with a gentle smile on his face.
The waiter did a complete ninety-degree bow and uttered the same words that he had repeated hundreds of times before.
"Welcome, esteemed customer, to Bald Monk Wine Shop."
David didn't return the waiters bow as he didn't feel the need to do it and only calmly nodded.
Moreover, David's focus was on the waiter's head, which seemed to be shining brighter than the sun.
"Give me a bottle of Four Seasons wine," David requested in a plain voice.
