Chapter 715: Flaunt
From what Max could sense, each floor was vastly more luxurious than the one before it. The lower floors had a warm golden ambiance and relaxing music meant to calm newcomers. The middle levels were extravagant, brimming with rare spiritual instruments and waiters who looked more like sword cultivators than staff.
But the ninth floor—well, that was something else. From the base, he could already feel a refined pressure leaking from the top, subtle but real. Only those with strength, status, or terrifying potential could even dream of stepping foot there.
Apparently, Lyra had not only reserved a room on the ninth floor, but had done so without hesitation. Max couldn’t help but smile slightly.
"This woman really doesn’t play around." He straightened his back and made his way toward the glowing lift platform, ready to see what awaited him on the highest floor of the restaurant that was anything but just a restaurant.
"Look at this country bumpkin. It looks like this is his first time in the Delight Craven Restaurant," a sneering voice echoed from one of the elegant lounges near the floating stairway platform, drawing a few amused glances from others seated nearby.
Max, who had paused momentarily to take in the surreal grandeur of the interior, heard the words clearly. His senses were sharper than most, and he could easily pick out the mockery even if it was veiled.
But these weren’t even veiled—they were sharp, deliberate, and echoing just enough to sting.
"Looking at his strength, I wonder if he could even be allowed in the restaurant," another scoffed, his eyes lazily scanning Max’s figure. "Level 1 of Master Rank, and from the looks of it, he probably just broke through. In fact, he doesn’t even seem like a one-star genius."
"Doesn’t he know only star-status geniuses are allowed here? The Delight Craven isn’t some roadside vendor from the Outer Domain," a girl with jade-colored earrings said with a sneer, flipping her hair like she was warding off a foul scent.