Finally, when he typed the last character and pressed the Enter key, the evaluation template on the page vanished instantly, and the Libra reappeared at the center of the screen.
One end of the Libra—the side with the little corpse—began to slowly sink, as if being crushed by an invisible force.
On the other end, a brilliant golden number suddenly appeared, leaping from the shadows, hanging in mid-air, flickering with blinding brilliance.
Immediately, the screen switched again, and a transfer window popped up.
The background of the window was simple this time, resembling a bank transfer window, with the number just shown in the center, and below was a blank space for entering transfer information.
Lou Duan, expressionless, entered the account information and confirmed the transfer.
The scarlet eyes on the screen slowly closed and eventually disappeared, as if they had never appeared.
The page returned to pitch black, and a line of blood-red text slowly emerged:
