Chapter 1690 Give Up

"I'm sorry." When the security guard saw the stamp, he respectfully returned the license then gave a military salute.

"We're investigating, so don't make things public. Don't inform your leader or we might alert the enemy," Jacob warned flatly.

"I know, I know. I won't say a word." The security guard hurriedly nodded.

Yosef enviously chimed in, "Jacob, that's great. This license works like a charm. It's much more reliable than using one's handsome face. When the time comes, I'll get one as well."

"This is from the National Security Bureau. If you still want to live, you'd better not bother Rosalie," Jacob retorted faintly.

Yosef awkwardly nodded. "Ah... Alright, I get it."

The Music Hall occupied a large area and was comparable to the Capital City stadium. Upon entering the compound, they noticed well-dressed musicians in the hall flowing with soothing music.