Lake Heart Island, Mammon Manor.
The members of the Fools' Association gathered here, each wearing smiles, filled with the joy that only exquisite food can bring.
Mammon sat in the main seat, clapping his hands: "Delicious, this dish's side ingredients are just so delicious. Omen Star didn't disappoint me, really saved her."
Shaya took a sip of red wine, lazily saying: "I don't believe there's true friendship in this city. If you ask me, the bounty wasn't high enough; otherwise, Su Mo would've taken her head."
Al said with interest: "How about we raise the bounty, add another 500 million, make it a billion, and see how Su Mo reacts?"
Huang Wenlong's eyes lit up, he slapped his thigh hard: "This is a good idea, I agree! Everyone can split this team-building fee equally, just chip in another 20 million each."
