Some time ago in the Capital City, Zorro had been desperately collecting funds for a project. At that time, Jacob had helped him out and managed to find him some sponsorships. He had known Jacob's true identity since then. This toast was to express his gratitude to him and also to curry favour with him.
"I'm no stranger, you don't have to stand on ceremony with me." Jacob raised his glass and clinked it with Zorro's.
"Reserve a seat for me. I'll protest to the people over there for leaving you like this and come over right away." Zorro quickly ran to the main table.
"Oh no, it seems like it's not going to be quiet anymore." Jacob smiled bitterly.
Zorro was both a social butterfly and an official. Knowing his identity clearly, he would certainly bring over a large number of le
