Lenny, despite being a formidable level nine fighter, had spent most of his life in Ivory Tower built for him by the Roy family. He had little understanding of the ways of the world, and when it came to arranging seats, he hadn't given it much thought. He had simply instructed that the central seat be reserved for Adrian.

"I can't believe I made such a miscalculation!" Lenny's face darkened instantly. He turned to Anisa, who stood by his side, seeking her opinion.

Anisa, who had managed to stand out among thousands of applicants to become Lenny's attendant, was naturally quite capable. She smiled and said, "You should give that seat to Adrian. You can arrange another, more prominent seat for Mr. Barlow, one that better highlights his nobility and importance."

Upon hearing this, Lenny's eyes lit up, his face a picture of delight. He wholeheartedly agreed with Anisa's suggestion and felt reassured. It was indeed worth paying a salary of seven hundred and fifty thousand a year for s