"This way, honored guests, please come in."
The waiter standing at the entrance noticed them and immediately came forward to greet them with enthusiasm. The waiters working here in the Red Pavilion were all low-ranking members of the Demon race.
They were short in stature, with a pair of horns growing from their heads, though these horns were exceedingly small—just a tiny bit larger than a fingernail, almost unnoticeable unless one looked closely.
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