Mo Huasong said to the handsome man with a smile, "Hahaha, I noticed some of the dishes were getting cold, so I simply packed them into my storage bag to eat later when I get hungry. Waiter, come quickly and bring us another table of your best dishes."
Since the handsome man had offered to treat him, Mo Huasong didn't hold back.
"Sir, the money is not enough," the waiter said with embarrassment.
Without a word, the handsome man immediately took out 100,000 Spirit Stones and tossed them over. "Hurry and serve the best dishes, and bring a few more jars of wine."
This time, he didn't believe he couldn't get Mo Batian drunk.
Even if he couldn't get him drunk, knocking him out wouldn't be a problem.
Someone had suggested spiking the wine with a sleeping potion, but he didn't trust that plan.
After all, Mo Huasong's strength was so formidable, and if they weren't careful, they could be discovered, making it impossible to escape.
