To Discuss a Deal With You

Although her figure was hunched, making her look quite old.

Strangely, however, her face was astonishingly young and firm, without even the slightest trace of wrinkles.

Her eyes in particular were sharp as a hawk's, with none of the cloudiness ordinary elderly people had.

"President Quake, so it's you!"

Old Smoker's gaze fell on the potbellied middle-aged man, and his expression immediately darkened.

This Quake was one of the leaders of the Yellow Sand Cult, the largest underground force on Gray Rock Star.

The Yellow Sand Cult controlled almost more than half of Gray Rock Star's underground resources, making it the undisputed underground king of Gray Rock Star.

As the person in charge of the White Stone City branch, Quake's appearance here at such a delicate moment made it hard not to suspect his motives.

"Hahaha, Old Smoker, it's me, Quake!"

Quake pointed at the bar beside him.

"What?"

"Aren't you going to invite me to sit?"

Old Smoker was silent for a moment, then made an inviting gesture.

Quake smiled, then leisurely walked over and sat down on a chair by the bar.

"A glass of iced fruit sparkling wine, thanks!"

Old Smoker stared at him coldly.

"Sorry, our little shop doesn't have anything that fancy!"

"We only have 'Berserker'!"

"It's just that this liquor is strong. I wonder if President Quake can handle it?"

Quake froze.

"Then forget it!"

"A glass of plain water, then!"

Old Smoker glanced at him, then reluctantly waved to the clerk at the counter.

"Pour him a glass of plain water!"

After saying that, he looked at Quake meaningfully.

"A big shot like President Quake suddenly graces our shabby little tavern with his presence!"

"And you're not drinking. Surely you didn't come here just for a glass of plain water?"

Quake smiled slightly,