People who obtain slave contracts usually use them to contract with powerful alien races to serve them.
Because if this slave contract is to be used to contract with humans, the contracted party must be completely voluntary and without any resistance.
How many people in this world are willing to completely and voluntarily submit to another person and become their slave? The number of masochists in this world is relatively small.
Qiao Suinian reached out, took the slave contract, and chuckled.
"It's obvious that you're quite afraid of dying."
Pang Hongxin lowered his head and remained silent, thinking, "As long as the green hills remain, there's no fear of running out of firewood."
As long as a person is alive, there is still hope; death means the end of everything. Therefore, even if he becomes Qiao Suinian's slave, he wants to continue living.
After some deliberation, Qiao Suinian decided to spare Pang Hongxin and use the slave contract on him.
No matter what, Pang Hongxin was the owner of a settlement. Controlling Pang Hongxin was equivalent to controlling his settlement.
This way, he would have more leverage when dealing with the Ye family.
Thinking of this, Qiao Suinian pointed the parchment at himself and Pang Hongxin. Both of their names appeared on the parchment. Then, the parchment moved on its own without any wind, flew into the air, and spontaneously combusted into a pile of ashes.
At the same time, a strange feeling arose in Qiao Suinian's heart.
It was as if Pang Hongxin had become a necromancer under his control, and he could control his life and death, and control everything about him.
The moment the slave contract was signed, Pang Hongxin's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed a little.
He quickly cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Qiao Suinian and said.
"Thank you, Master, for sparing my life!"
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