Knock. Knock.
Gladius knocked on the door and waited for a response.
Adam looked around at the quiet streets and smooth stone roads. There were no skyscrapers or buildings made entirely of concrete and glass here, only old houses that looked as though even a wealthy family's fortune wouldn't be enough to buy one.
After all, truly wealthy people rarely lived in city centers, even if they could afford expensive apartments at the tops of skyscrapers. In most cases, they opted for a quiet, safe neighborhood where home prices were too high not only for ordinary people but even for the average wealthy individual.
"Huh…" Adam hummed to himself. "Now I understand how this place survives. When your clients are people like that, you can charge huge sums for a single suit or just a viewing."
However, this didn't bother Adam much. He understood that no piece of clothing could cost so much that even he would have a problem with it.
