C315 Hidden Strength(1)

"Bam!" With a loud crash, the waiter slammed the table. Thousand Meddling Hands pushed the two of them, confirming that they were drunk. After searching their bodies, they found quite a few good items.

Avon walked over, "It's not good for you to do this. If you get found out, won't you become enemies with the Strigoi?"

Thousandleaf pointed to the two emissaries sleeping on the table