The classical man who entered gracefully greeted Lucifer, then lifted his head with a smile, his golden wig unexpectedly light, without a hint of heaviness.
But Lucifer knew that every strand of this wig was dazzling gold because they were all made of gold.
You didn't see or hear wrong—this is real golden long hair.
Moreover, the classical man's clothing was genuinely sumptuous in every regard—even his ten fingers adorned with eight different gemstone rings.
Although his unique demeanor made his nouveau riche attire appear not vulgar, Lucifer still discerned the heart of a bumpkin in him.
"Wolfgang, it's not Tuesday today. Why have you come early?" Lucifer, accompanied by Charlotte, sat on a chair encrusted with numerous jewels.
Wolfgang was the name of this classical man; Lucifer didn't like calling this man by the celebrated surname revered by later generations.
