The third front-page headline of the Guangming Daily: "Hell Launches Express Delivery Service: Is This a Miracle?"
Li Aili's lips curled up slightly; she was very satisfied with the result.
That's right, that's what she stipulated in Article 217 yesterday.
The business war must begin. The hellish courier service must be fully promoted by the hellish party, without any effort. Otherwise, it will be considered as maliciously delaying the progress of the 'courier service' in order to deceive the other party of the contract and steal their soul.
Of course, this was followed by 27 additional restrictions. To put it simply, the dense text, the size of a fly, was 2.15 meters long on the parchment scroll.
God knows what Claude went through that day.
On the other hand, Arthur saw the new 'delivery service' and, combined with Li Aili's hellish experience yesterday, immediately connected the dots.
"Your idea?"
Li Aili shrugged. "To get your soul back, we'll have to offer something even more valuable, won't we?"
Arthur quickly scanned the contents of the newspaper.
Each newspaper thoughtfully included a picture of a devil's summons.
Upon seeing the summoning circle, Li Aili looked at Conrad and said, "You're right, the newspaper tycoon really deserves to go to hell."
These guys will do any business for money.
Arthur tore off the one with the summoning circle and handed it to Conrad.
Without his instruction, the old butler pricked his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the summoning circle.
Soon, a demon fell out of the summoning circle in a panic.
He rattled off a long string of promotional slogans in a mere second, as if he'd said it a thousand times before: "Hell Delivery at your service! We change the world, we change lives! How can we help you?"
His tongue seemed to be tap dancing.
Arthur: "..."
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