Cheng Zongyang paid it no mind. He paced slowly back and forth in the small hut, murmuring as if to himself:
"Stone Ring, to be honest, I came up with this idea of using Lifespan and Martial Arts Cultivation all for my own sake.
"Every time I use it, it costs me three days of my life. Even if I can get it back with interest when someone breaks the contract, there will always be people who don't, right? And it's a long-term thing. If someone who signed the contract dies unexpectedly during that time—killed by an enemy or from sickness—it means my Lifespan was just wasted.
"This contract is extremely valuable, yet you're offering it for a single Point. You did that so I would use it, didn't you?
"Otherwise, there's no way I could afford something this valuable with my current Points. So, your goal is to harvest Lifespan and Souls—or, to put it another way, to harvest time.
"Since our goals are the same, why don't we cooperate?"
After a moment, the Stone Ring still didn't respond.
