Bobby walked into the theater and the surroundings that suddenly turned dark made him a little disoriented. He tripped on a chair's leg and almost fell down.
"Be careful, Young Master!" Pascal quickly reached out to hold him, but he was secretly feeling happy inwardly.
It seemed like his guess was correct. This Black Cat Opera was still as poor as ever.
The performance was about to start and yet the theater was still pitch dark. They couldn't even bear to light up a lamp.
Although they changed the venue to an indoor one, he guessed not many people would want to come to such a theater. This opera troupe most likely still survived by eating dirt.
However, the few actors that he poached from Black Cat Opera were really good to use.
Not only were they professional, they didn't eat much or want much. They had basically become the main support of Maca Opera.
