"A gentleman's word."
"Impossible to recall with four horses!"
"Pa!" A crisp sound of clapping, Pei Yan extended his hand to strike Lin Ruxue's right palm, marking the formal completion of their agreement.
Pei Yan, having closed the deal, happily sat back in his seat, while Lin Ruxue shook her slightly reddened hand hit by the excited Pei Yan and sneered, "That Demon God fellow told me he saw an astonishing desire to win in you, along with a persistent ambition towards power, which I initially thought were characteristics of every successful cultivator. But after some observation, I started to understand his words."
Lin Ruxue's praise of her disciple made Lin Junzhao hide her overwhelming joy under a facade of nonchalance, casually saying, "It's nothing special, by the way, did Candle Dragon give you the compensation promised?"
