Before leaving the room, Noa glanced at the girls from the corner of his eye, studying their expressions.
Qing Xuan's face showed a mix of awe and uncertainty—like she wasn't sure how to react after seeing the strange cultivator.
Xue Hanly looked to be in a daze, her eyes darting around aimlessly.
Their reactions only deepened Noa's smirk before his gaze lingered toward Yun Qiqi. She stared at him openly, her squishy cheeks practically begging to be nudged.
He then looked back at Feng Fan, gesturing for him to follow to the contract room.
They quickly made their way to the new chamber.
Inside, the faint rays of the ancient runes flickered, casting an oppressive pressure that Feng Fan couldn't explain.
The air grew heavy.
The parchment materialized by itself, offering him a contract to sign.
"This is for you to officially join me. With this, your soul will be bound to me and your future will thrive," Noa explained, his voice low and controlled.
Feng Fan didn't even hesitate.
