Hao didn't answer immediately. Instead, he asked. "What's your name?"
"Mo Xixi."
She didn't see the point in saying more. The contract even stated that she wasn't required to disclose any personal information to the owner.
Hao had already known her name, but he still felt the need to ask.
'System, how does the signing process work?'
[She must offer a drop of her blood to the contract, host. The contract will absorb it and finalize the binding process.]
"Just drop a bit of your blood on the paper, and the contract is done."
Mo Xixi nodded absentmindedly but paused as she glanced back at the contract.
"…"
In the lowest-left corner, her name was already there!
She clearly remembered that part of the contract was blank just seconds ago. But after saying her name out loud, it had suddenly appeared?
How? Hao didn't even touch the contract.
She squinted at Hao. He hadn't touched the contract or even gotten close to it. Just how mysterious was this storekeeper?
