Leon softly shook his head. "I hope the commercial road will not consume too much time,".
The young man is inheriting a massive amount of wealth he shouldn't be burdened with at his age.
Leon's dream was to be a painter who would travel the world and paint what his heart desires. But alas, he had to start as a man inheriting trillions of wealth.
Whilst others need to pay mortgages, and installments, and rely on corporations to live, Leon went around buying entertainment, and hotels and taking over commercial streets.
How exhausting!
'Sir, this wouldn't take long. It is much worse than Kyoto's Golden Road." Mawar replied softly.
"Are you talking nonsense? Which road in the United States can compare to the Golden Road?" Leon said lightly.
The two might sound rough when they talk, but
