Gastone looked at the tavern with squinted eyes. Somehow, he didn't like the vibe, but he was always not fond of pubs in the first place.
They entered the place and were greeted by she-wolves in tight and skimpy clothes that barely covered their skin.
Inside, the place had a huge chandelier at the center and a massive staircase going upstairs with thirty rooms in total. That was how big the building was.
"It's beautiful, right?" Navin stated with satisfaction.
"They must have spent tens of boxes of gold coins to build this place," Gastone muttered since it reeks of money. He was thankful Navin would be the one paying, or else a huge chunk of his savings would vanish.
"I'm sure money flows like a river," Jorge stated nonchalantly.
A waitress approached them, who, to their surprise, wore decent clothes. She gestured for them to follow her and gave them a nice seat beside the wall.
