Guards, Take Them Down
Editor: Henyee Translations
On the way back, Lin Zhan and his teammates were elated. Not only did they receive a handsome reward, but they also gained the friendship of the Red Leaves Tribe.
When they left, many dwarves came to send them off and enthusiastically invited them to come and play another day.
Lin Zhan and his teammates agreed readily. After all, they could not waste the delicious food and wine of the dwarf tribe.
Speaking of delicious wine…
Lin Zhan suddenly remembered that Leader Ao Mu told them he was giving them some wine as their reward. His eyes lit up as he opened the backpack. Three jars of wine were sitting inside.
Lin Zhan drove the car and opened the cap of one of the jars. The strong fragrance of wine wafted out. He poured the wine into his mouth.
Then, he burped in satisfaction.
As for no driving while drinking, was this a matter of concern for martial warriors?