For some reason, a few demonic cultivators felt a sense of trepidation in their hearts.
Sign it for real?
Jin Mao glared sideways, "Not sign? Then how would we ask her to go to the Imperial Capital to treat our leader's illness later?"
However, within a few minutes, the several demonic cultivators obediently signed the contract and presented it.
Bai Chuwei glanced at it and received it with great satisfaction, "Very good."
Both parties were very satisfied with this cooperation.
Suddenly, Bai Chuwei asked, "Do you have many children?"
Demonic Cultivator: "...??"
Why ask about having many children?
Jin Mao replied, "It's alright, I have three sons."
"I had four in my family."
Ah, that's really excellent.
The little paper crane in her hand was also folded, and with her right index finger just an inch away from Jin Mao's cheek, she stopped and made a light swipe in the air. Jin Mao suddenly felt a sharp pain on his cheek, and a faint smell of blood filled the air.
