Even though he had a guess in his mind, Ning Feng still felt his breath catch in his throat the moment Xilin said it.
"Are you... serious?"
This is not a promise made casually by some nobody; it is a promise from a legend.
A master alchemist, a legendary figure in the lineage of knowledge, and a promise from a branch leader of the Watchers.
Ning Feng had no doubt about the value of this promise.
Moreover, this bottom line is very flexible. As long as it doesn't cross Shirin's bottom line, there are really a lot of things that can be done!
However, after the initial shock, Ning Feng gradually frowned.
This matter...
"No matter what the conditions are, as long as they don't exceed my bottom line, I will meet them."
The atmosphere grew quiet, the already silent space becoming so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Xilin looked directly at Ning Feng's furrowed brows and calmly said:
Do you doubt my promise?
No, that's not what I meant!
Ning Feng frowned even more, sensing that Xi Lin's way of thinking was somewhat different from his own.
Having misunderstood him again, Shirin said softly:
"Don't worry, I always do what I say I will do."
As she finished speaking, a yellowed piece of paper appeared out of thin air in the space.
Characters flashed rapidly on it, displaying every word of Shirin's promise.
("Oh ho~ Interesting, interesting!")
Ariana whistled the moment she saw the paper, paused for a second in surprise, and then burst into laughter:
("I'm reminding you, you need to take this seriously from now on!")
Ning Feng stood there, stunned, watching Xilin gently prick her fingertip and press her handprint on his name.
"Alright, the contract is complete. Once you've thought it through, bring this to me and I'll grant your wish."
With a gentle wave, Xilin placed the contract engraved with her promise into Ning Feng's palm.
Looking at the contract in his palm, Ning Feng could easily sense the true meaning contained within it from the fluctuations emanating from it.
Guided by soul and blood, the agreement will not be broken until it is fulfilled.
For Ning Feng, it was an unparalleled life-saving charm. Having it in his hands was like having several extra lives!
But.
Ning Feng frowned, showing a moment of anger as he stared into Xilin's eyes.
Observing the true feelings hidden within.
"ha……"
After staring at each other for a while, Ning Feng shook his head and sighed heavily.
"This is really a headache."
Rubbing his temples, Ning Feng's anger disappeared, replaced by a helpless expression that he didn't know where to begin.
Looking at Xilin's tense expression, Ning Feng asked softly:
"Do you really not know what this means?"
"No, you know you're giving me the choice..."
With an undeniable air of authority, they presented Ning Feng with an irresistible temptation.
She wanted to see what choice this man would make at this moment.
Is it greed? Or is it staying true to oneself?
But...
"This is really...too young."
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, Ning Feng found it amusing that this elven sister, who was so naive and somewhat silly when it came to interpersonal relationships, was so innocent.
Tell me the truth, how exactly did you become a legend?
Besides assigning tasks to others, is all that's left for them to do is shut themselves off and become reclusive?
The purpose is so simple and direct that it's almost endearing...
OK!
Since you want to see, then I'll let you see my true colors.
Having made up his mind, Ning Feng raised his head, a smile playing on his lips.
At that moment, Xilin noticed that Ning's appearance hadn't changed, but her temperament had.
It wasn't the gentle yet aggressive face from before, but the demonic face that was full of aggression and evil when they met high in the sky.
It's not so much like removing a mask to reveal what's hidden underneath, but rather like stirring up some negligible emotion.
With his fingers interlaced, Ning Feng rested his elbows on the table, leaned forward, and spoke softly:
“Miss Shirin, dear branch manager, a truly venerable and legendary figure.”
Do you really think I told you all that just to gain your trust? Just because of your legendary status?
Am I really that shallow in your eyes?
She pursed her lips, unsure of what to say. Ning Feng's sudden change left her somewhat bewildered.
However, Ning Feng's current attitude made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.
It's like tearing apart a once intimate relationship, disregarding other feelings, and directly revealing everything behind it in a bloody and raw way.
"You realize that such a statement can be hurtful, right?"
"Your behavior is the same in my eyes."
Her tone was gentle, as if she were whispering sweet nothings to a lover, but the emotions contained in her words made Shirin feel uneasy.
What exactly happened?
"Furthermore, you think you can grant any request? Do you even know how many loopholes there are in this condition?"
Without needing to plan carefully, Ning Feng quickly came up with three ways to force Xilin to become his henchman, servant, or even slave.
At the same time, Ning Feng exuded undisguised malice, activating all the succubus bloodlines and triggering the Fallen Aura.
"You must understand that you are a woman, and a woman with exceptional beauty."
"There are many things that are very dangerous for you."
His gaze swept over Shirin's cheek, then slid down her face, past the not-so-high hill, and finally stopped at her flat stomach.
With his bloodshot eyes fixed on that spot for a moment, Ning Feng barely managed to suppress the urge to carve some patterns there.
Seeing Xilin helplessly covering her private parts, Ning Feng got up and walked in front of her, startling Xilin.
Despite being just a fragile first-tier awakened being, he managed to scare a legend so much that Ning Feng's name will be etched in history.
The performance has achieved satisfactory results, and stopping here is the best choice.
Lift it high, then put it down gently.
This will both make Shirin realize her mistake and leave her with an impression of scrutiny.
This is the best option.
But at this moment, Ning Feng was reluctant to stop.
The elf pursed her lips, her eyes brimming with tears of grievance; at this moment, Shirin showed no trace of her legendary aura.
In Ning Feng's eyes, she was just a tender and lovable lamb.
"In that case, let's do it like the story says..."
With a flippant gesture, Ning Feng gently lifted Xilin's chin, his head bowed, his face full of tenderness.
But there was no smile in his eyes, only a deep darkness.
"Heroes always receive the witch's kiss."
Looking at her pink lips, Ning Feng bent down slightly and spoke softly:
"Please give me a kiss."
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