"Please," Manager Earl said smoothly, gesturing with both hands. As the head manager of Sector One's Golden Chamber, his every movement carried a practiced grace. He personally guided Lia and Grey into the VIP room.
The moment the door opened, extravagance struck like a wave. Golden wallpaper shimmered with dragons coiling through clouds, their outlines drawn with pigments refined from rare cosmic ores. A massive table dominated the center, carved from Spiritwood mutated by cosmic energy—its polished surface faintly rippled with vitality.
The chairs appeared wooden at first glance, yet the subtle glow of their edges betrayed their origin. Crafted with high-grade materials fused by cosmic energy, they weren't just furniture. Sitting in one felt like sinking into a sea of warmth that quietly nourished the body.
