Promises that are too exaggerated are often considered empty talk.

But the devil quickly realized the benefit: if he failed, wouldn't he gain a powerful soul for free?

Li Aili saw the devil's tail wagging happily again.

Clearly, he took the bait.

Claude looked at Ellie and said, "You are truly deeply in love with His Highness."

Li Aili tried to translate these words in her mind: 'Are you planning to commit suicide for love?'

Claude immediately produced a roll of empty parchment. "Let's sign the agreement now!"

In the past, it was always the devil who unilaterally used language traps to gain the upper hand in agreements.

That's right, they devils will absolutely keep their promises.

However, the devils never said that they wouldn't hear about deceptive terms when making contracts.

Even someone like Arthur, Claude still managed to gain a lot of benefits through the terms of the contract.

However, this time...

Claude flicked his finger, and the black quill floated up, ready to write the terms with full force.

Li Aili gracefully put down her teacup. "Then, as the other party to this equal contract, I hope we can work together to formulate the terms."

"Mr. Claude has no objection to this, does he?"

Claude, completely unaware of the gravity of the situation, readily relinquished half of the initiative, saying, "Of course~"

So, 3 hours later...

The parchment scrolls were piled up all over the floor.

Several empty ink bottles lay on the coffee table.

There were several quill pens with forked nibs on the ground.

Claude stared intently at Ellie, who was sitting opposite him.

If his eyes were normal whites, they would be bloodshot right now.

Li Aili took an elegant sip of Hellfire Tea. "Article 3651 isn't very reliable, Mr. Claude."

Uncontrollable nerve twitches appeared on Claude's face, making his disguised human appearance look extremely ferocious.

The devil clenched his molars so tightly that he didn't pounce on the 'devil' opposite him and tear him apart.

He went through all the happy moments of his life, but still couldn't stop the profanities from spilling out:

"You fucking think there's anything fucking wrong with this?"

The devilish version of Li Aili didn't care at all about the other party's outburst, and seriously discussed, "Ah, what if some uncontrollable factors occur?"

"For example, the normal or abnormal deaths of salespeople in hell lead to a decrease in business volume."

"This includes your heartless exploitation of employees, which led to their poor health and eventual sudden death."

"Although I know the devil should be very strong, for reference..."

Blah blah blah, Claude felt as if he were listening to ten forbidden spells.

Of course, this is not an exaggeration. Just by giving examples, Li Aili added another 10 meters of new content to the parchment scroll on the ground.

"...In conclusion, if these problems occur, then Mr. Claude should bear full responsibility."

Claude: "..."