"Bro, I didn't expect you to be here." Alan carefully scrubbed Ming's back, being cautious and thorough.
"Are those people from Zone 31?"
"Yes~ I'll take them back later."
"Focus on the task at hand. Leave the shower gel and stuff for me, I can wash myself."
"All of it?" Alan felt a bit uncomfortable, now understanding why Mike said not to show off wealth in front of Ming.
"By the way, ask them if anyone wants a three-star king-level puppet." As Ming spoke, he squeezed a bit of facial cleanser onto his hand and started rubbing it onto his face. "The price is fair and reasonable, as you know me."
"This…" Alan glanced at the motionless giant fish nearby. "didn't you kill it?"
"No, it's just tired~" Ming began to splash water on his face to rinse it.
