Time passed little by little, and only after a full quarter-hour did Liu Ming lift his head.
"Have you made your decision?" Mo Tian's gaze flickered as he calmly asked.
"Alright, I can agree to this deal, but on the condition that you heal my injuries completely first!" Liu Ming said firmly, enunciating each word.
"Naturally. We can sign the Demon Clan's Black Oath Contract. Should either party lie or plan to breach the agreement, the contract's power will cause their soul to instantly collapse and perish," Mo Tian said solemnly.
"Black Oath Contract?"
Liu Ming's heart stirred, and just as he was about to speak, Luo Hou's voice resounded in his mind:
"That is one of the Demon Clan's highest-grade contracts. No need to worry; Mo Tian's words are not false." Luo Hou's voice flickered and vanished.
Liu Ming's body froze briefly, and he glanced at Luo Hou out of the corner of his eye, but saw that he remained motionless, his expression completely devoid of emotion.
