After analysing the power of the blood pact, Wang Wei wrote a contract with over 50 million words. He glanced at Chenli, "Read it and tell me if you want to change or add anything."
Chenli once again glared at him, "Why did you make it so complicated?"
"I'm trying to protect my interest and yours," Wang Wei said. "You'd better hurry. The people from the Moonwater Shuiwa Clan should have detected the death of their people and arrived soon."
Chenli's complexion became grave. She hurriedly read the content of the contract, but the content was so long, so complicated, and full of professional jargon that reading even a paragraph was painful. She gritted her teeth to read carefully, but the sense of worry — the sense of doom — from the Shuiwa clan hung on the back of her mind like a haunting ghost.
