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He completely ignored their intentions.

But if he stayed in the manor any longer, he could ignore others, yet it would be hard to refuse if a senior of the Song Family asked to see him.

Unfortunately, at this moment, a butler was already heading over.

Vera Williams cleverly caught the hint of displeasure in his expression.

Before the butler beside her could speak and extend an invitation, she suggested, “Leonard, the banquet is almost over. How about we go out and have fun? The nights in Black Gold City are pretty lively too!”

Leonard eagerly agreed to the proposal, “Sure.”

“Let’s go!”

Saying this, Vera took Leonard by the hand and headed out of the manor.

Leaving a bewildered butler standing dumbfounded.

…

The two of them quickly slipped out of the manor and took a steam car into the city.

Inside the carriage, Vera finally let go of Leonard’s hand.

The young lady of the financial conglomerate recalled the previous duel, her face still lit with excitement and agitation, “Wow, Leonard, how could you be so amazing?”

“Not bad…”

Leonard laughed, recalling the previous battle with a somewhat weird expression.

In his mind, he was still thinking about Old Shepherd, whom he had beaten for a century.

He wondered if that sly old man would remember and repay the beating someday?

Yikes… It might hurt quite a bit.

Vera gazed at his face, feeling she could never get tired of looking at it, like a little fangirl, “You have no idea, Mr. Leonard Churchill… you were super cool!”

Laughing, Leonard responded, “Miss Anne, that’s the fifth time you’ve complimented me tonight.”

“That’s because it’s true,” Vera retorted, not holding back, her eyes twinkling with a playful smile.

The steam car flowed through the streets, and though it was nearing midnight, there were still many pedestrians outside the window.

Lights and wine colored the bustling scene.

At this moment, Vera suddenly asked, “Where should we go? Hmm… for Black Gold City, the bars on Gold Mine Street are lively, but I rarely go there, I’m not too familiar with them…”

Leonard glanced out the window indifferently and casually suggested, “Anything’s fine.”

Vera caught the depth in his gaze and, remembering something, proposed, “How about… we go to the Goethe Theater to see the Royal Dance Troupe’s performance?”

Leonard readily agreed, “Mhm.”

He was actually quite interested.

“Great!”

Vera then instructed the driver to head directly to the theater.

She had promised Leonard to go see it together.

And she also felt that their time together might not be long.

If it’s impossible to change the fate of parting, then let there be fewer regrets.

…

The Golden District of Black Gold City was as bustling as Downing Street in Sinless City.

The whole street was filled with all sorts of nighttime entertainment venues: casinos, bars, brothels, and theaters.

After all, as a big city, the shops looked high-end, and there was no sign of gangs roaming in groups.

Hurriedly leaving earlier, Vera didn’t have time to change out of her glamorous gown.

She had simply donned an overcoat, understated luxury, making her look even more charming.

Leonard also casually put on an overcoat.

Their vehicle stopped just at the entrance of the “Goethe Theater.” The theater staff had recognized the car of the Song Family.

As soon as the car door opened, several smiling managers were already there to greet them.

Both of them disliked pomp and ceremony and entered the theater in a low-key manner.

Such theaters were an upper class society’s pastime in this world, a sophisticated form of entertainment not found in Sinless City.

This was actually Leonard’s first time in such a place.

Being an actor himself, he felt a certain affection for such venues.

As they walked, they observed every detail, and both the design and decor exuded a thick artistic air.

Vera noticed Leonard’s interest and introduced, “The Goethe Theater is the Royal Dance Troupe’s home theater, so the architecture and decoration are all styled after the Orlan Dynasty. Those oil paintings and porcelains, they’re all antiques… Look, that oil painting is called ‘Palace Terrace.’ According to legend, it was the favorite painting that hung above the bed of the last King Orlan.”

“Really?”

Leonard found it quite interesting and looked over at the painting.

The painting depicted several nude women bathing—these were the concubines of the King’s harem.

There was nothing salacious about it, as oil paintings from the Orlan era mostly followed this style.

Leonard’s art appreciation skills were not bad, and he could tell at a glance that this painting was indeed quite beautiful, both in technique and Intention Realm.

Walking past, they also saw many antiques.

It was like wandering through a museum, surrounded by the time-weathered relics, giving Leonard a subtle feeling.

Of course, he also noticed that Vera has been clinging onto his arm all along.

The theater manager led them to a VIP box on the second floor of the theater.

The room was cleverly designed so that one could have the best angle to view the stage below, yet those outside could not see into the box.