"Master... Master-Servant Contract?"
Black Feather's smile instantly froze, and it looked pitifully at Zhu Fei, stuttering, "Yo... young hero, could there be some mistake?"
"Am I mistaken?"
Zhu Fei's smile abruptly disappeared from his face, replaced by a cold, sinister expression as he chillingly said,
"I am quite certain I am not mistaken, and now, spare me any nonsense and just give me a straight answer, will you agree to be my mount, or else..."
At this, Zhu Fei deliberately drew out his tone, and Black Feather's heart quaked with fear.
It didn't wait for Zhu Fei to finish his sentence and was already nodding profusely, "Yes, yes, yes, I agree to be your mount, just please don't roast me for a meal."
"Heh, wouldn't it have been simpler if you agreed earlier?"
Hearing Black Feather's words, Zhu Fei's face once again settled into a smiling expression.
However, to Black Feather, Zhu Fei's smile didn't offer any relief; instead, it only intensified its tension and anxiety.
