The two exchanged pleasantries for a while. Vitri found that Victor was still as approachable as ever, without the slightest hint of arrogance, which made him even happier.
Since it was not appropriate to keep talking while standing, Vitri simply invited Victor to sit for a while in the reception room inside.
Victor directly gestured for his guards not to follow. "Go wait outside this branch's trading house. Don't interfere with their business!"
"Yes!" ×N
Vitri hurriedly said, "How could I let that happen? How about this, Lord Marquis? Our trading house has a large dining hall. Let the warriors rest there for a while and have something to eat!"
All the guards acted as though they had not heard him and continued walking outside according to Victor's orders, leaving Vitri somewhat embarrassed.
Fortunately, Victor called out at that moment, "Then we'll do as Baron Vitri says. You don't need to go outside. Go rest in the dining hall, and thank Baron Vitri!"
Upon hearing Victor's words, several guards clasped one fist in the other hand and bowed to Vitri. "Thank you, Lord Baron Vitri!" ×N
Vitri hurriedly returned the salute, seeming somewhat reluctant. Victor noticed his reaction but said nothing.
After a while, the two finally entered that mysterious and solemn reception room. Victor curiously looked around, his gaze swiftly sweeping over every corner. To his surprise, he found that it was completely opposite to the simple style displayed outside.
The first thing that caught his eye was the wool carpet spread across the oak floor, soft and thick. Then there was the coffee table meticulously crafted from black walnut, upon which sat exquisite silverware that gleamed with silver light and displayed superb gilding craftsmanship. Finally, there were the comfortable chairs, all covered in smooth, fine, high-quality lambskin.
Moreover,