718 The Wrong Person 3yr

Translator: - -Editor: Vermillion

Years later, the Psalm Hall looked the same luxury and magnificent. The architecture style was very different from that of Rentato.
In the hall, the waiter was welcoming the nobles and musicians here for tonight's concert. When it was getting closer to the time for the concert to begin, he was getting less busy, so he could finally feel a bit relieved.
For an ordinary citizen like him, being a waiter in the Psalm Hall was a rare opportunity. If he did a good job, he might get a better job offer from a noble or a musician. Therefore, he was very careful with every single word he said and every single movement he did tonight.
Seeing that some young popular musicians were adjusting their bow ties and walking toward the backstage, he was feeling even more relaxed now. Every week, there was a concert in the Psalm Hall, and rarely were there spare seats left. However, the crazy, grand occasions that he once saw seven or eight years ago never happened again.
Seven or eight years ago, he w