"How was it? Did you leave a tip?"
Perhaps because of cultural differences, Jenny and George had said this after enjoying Xiao Yi's service.
Leo understood this, so he naturally nodded.
"Yeah, we gave him twenty thousand. That should be enough for him to relax a little."
"Twenty thousand? Isn't that a bit much?"
Pietro cried out in surprise. Even if the figure had been in Earth's currency, it was still something he would never have dared imagine. They had just given that much as a tip?
"His monthly salary is also twenty thousand. Besides, there are so many people behind him who need this money to survive. Leo, can we help him?"
Wanda looked at Pietro as she spoke, then turned to Leo.
Leo shook his head. "This concerns an entire race. They've been controlled for who knows how long, and there are too many factors involved. They may even have grown accustomed to this way of surviving."
"I might be able to change them, but I don't know what consequences that would bring. At least for now, they can still survive."
There was a hint of helplessness in Leo's words. In the universe, races were wiped out every moment of every day, and countless people and events far more tragic than Xiao Yi and the others' situation were taking place.
This wasn't something Leo could change on his own. Besides, perhaps to other races, Xiao Yi's life wasn't considered bad. He had a stable job and a stable income, and he enjoyed bringing peace and supplies to his fellow members of his race.
At the very least, Leo hadn't seen the slightest desire in Xiao Yi to change any of this. In fact, they had probably long since grown accustomed to and accepted it.
Wanda seemed to realize