As Lu Su signed his name, the echo of a contract being forged rang out in the void.
At that moment, a faint whisper that seemed ready to scatter with the wind sounded beside Lu Su's ear. "This is my final ripple."
"What was that?" Just as Lu Su froze, Gu Wu's voice pulled him back to his senses.
"A wise man submits to circumstances. Congratulations, Classmate Luo." Seeing Lu Su sign his name and finalize the contract, Gu Wu smiled in satisfaction. "You made the right choice."
At this point, no matter how furious Lu Su was inside, there was no denying that he had boarded the pirate ship.
Even though he did not feel that anything was wrong with him.
"The contract has already told you what you can say and what you cannot. You can think it over carefully." As if he had seen through Lu Su's emotions, Gu Wu spoke with an inscrutable smile.
Thinking of the blankness in his mind, Lu Su could not help but stare blankly. What's going on? Is he bluffing me?
Gu Wu, however, merely assumed Lu Su was carefully reviewing the contents and paid it no mind.
Just as Lu Su racked his brains trying to find what Gu Wu had mentioned, he remembered the whisper he had dismissed as an auditory hallucination.
It really is here.
Lu Su found the contents of the contract within the original owner's memories.
But the original owner had never come into contact with the Spirit Summoning Society, nor had he seen anything similar in his memories before.
That meant these contents could only have appeared after Lu Su signed the contract today.
Could it be... Lu Su silently considered a possibility.
Because Great Ming's official script was traditional Chinese, Lu Su had followed