"Of course it's true, otherwise how could we be roaming in the Absolute Forbidden Zone and making a fortune?"
Gris boasted while drinking.
"Come on, if it were true, you wouldn't be drinking this bad liquor here."
"That's right, hurry up and pay the tab."
"Yeah, haha!"
...
Guests and the bartender couldn't help but laugh.
Gris waved his hand and said, "What's the rush? It's just a little money, wait till I get paid."
At that moment, a pair of steady and strong hands suddenly patted Gris's shoulder from behind.
"Bragging again."
Gris was slightly startled, then turned his head to see Su Mo standing behind him, stammering in disbelief.
"Su, Lord Su Mo!"
The noisy tavern suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Su Mo.
Many NCOs recognized Su Mo and quickly stood firm.
Su Mo raised his electronic bracelet and paid the bill for Gris, then said to him.
"Come with me."
"Alright, alright."
Gris promptly replied.
The two of them started walking outside.
