Chapter 320: Warehouse Sweeping Monk, Your Act Isn’t as Smooth as Dean’s (End of Month Plea for Votes)_3

Because of the crisis warning, he didn't skimp on words and started to flatter Cabo directly.

Brian wasn't doing it to please the other person.

It was just a matter of spending some words.

His flattery flowed smoothly, and words cost nothing, so he took it as practice.

A person might not be pleased by flattery directed at themselves, but when you flatter someone they like, even if they don't admit it openly, inwardly they are somewhat pleased.

Old Bush was such a person.

After listening to Brian's flattery, his businesslike face became noticeably friendlier, "Yes, he likes some dangerous sports, I often worry about his safety, the more I forbid him, the more rebellious he becomes, we haven't met for a long time.."

Old Bush sighed, pressed his palm against the wall and made a pushing motion.

The next moment.

The seamless metal wall suddenly rippled like water waves, split in two, following the previous circle of light and revealing a dark passageway.

"Come in."