"Please take a seat."
They found Chen Zhao completely different today.
It did not feel as stressful as the other day.
Of course, this did not mean that they could be careless.
What happened to Brighton was a stern warning to them.
Chen Zhao was not someone they could afford to offend.
"Any wine for you?"
"Sorry, we don't drink during work."
"Fine, I won't force you."
However, they smelled the intoxicating aroma very soon.
Beside them, Faven and Jaberry began to wipe away tears.
Even Tris was no longer in the mood to work.
Nat and Cooper were in a similar state.
Most normal people could not resist the Purple Brew's tear-producing effect.
"You really don't want a glass? I won't tell Zola about it."
"..."
Chen Zhao was like a demon who lured them into the abyss.
After they drank, they were in a worse state for work.
