Chương 127: Scam(4)

Sitting on a high-backed chair, Daneel sipped on something without alcohol, for once, while waiting for the elf to tell them that the woman outside had left even though the system had already given him the message that she had scurried away as soon as he was done talking.

"It's clear."

When Mors said this with a nod, Daneel nodded, in return, and stood up. A broad smile was on his lips; he was in his element, at the moment, and it definitely felt great to be scamming those who had had it coming for them once again.

Beside him, Alex looked even more casual. One leg of his was thrown over the arm of his chair, and in his hands was hard whiskey, treated and cured personally by one of the leaders of this place and offered hesitantly, as if they were unsure about whether it might be called piss.