To make the result of this wager feel more ceremonial, after Maid Miss put away her War Banner, Boss Luo made a card and handed it to her.
It was made of a material similar to the Black Card, but it bore no mark of the club. It only had Luo Qiu's surname on it... a simple "Luo."
"What is this?" Maid Miss asked, clearly surprised.
Boss Luo smiled. "Your reward. Redeemable with this card. No matter when or where, whenever you burn it, I will fulfill my promise to you."
She tucked the Luo card close to her body and said softly, "That makes me even more reluctant to use it... I want to collect so many of these cards, string them together, and make a necklace out of them, like one made of seashells."
Luo Qiu smiled warmly... The ceremony was complete. Next came the actual business.
By now, all the vines in the Corpse Pit had been removed. Of course, for the Lost Fangs, which had spread throughout the territories of the Thirteen Clans in the entire Non-human Realm, the amount of vines beneath the Torredo Clan's rift was clearly nowhere near enough to deal them any serious damage.
Boss Luo and Maid Miss walked side by side to the figure that had fallen from the black flames.
It had been completely reduced to charcoal—at least, that was how it looked from the outside—but soon, the pitch-black carbonized mass suddenly split apart.
A naked young man who was not particularly handsome, but quite pleasing to the eye, slowly rose from the charred mass like a moth emerging from its cocoon.
The man looked six or seven parts similar to the Regenerating Consciousness of Cain in the cave back then—the only difference was that the one before them