The signing process was conducted one-on-one.
At Little Mr. Luo's request, Iron Rakshasa was temporarily alone with him in a separate room. Auntie Wang was vehemently opposed to this arrangement.
A Fifth Tier Transcendent was already enough to pose a threat to Iron Rakshasa in a one-on-one situation.
But the signing went ahead in the end.
When Iron Rakshasa took out the seal she had prepared, Little Mr. Luo said, "You only need to leave a handprint."
An ancient parchment lay before Iron Rakshasa. Every line on it was clearly imprinted in her mind... It was a very ordinary contract, and could be considered fair to both parties.
In the end, it merely stipulated that if Iron Rakshasa, as Party A and the commissioning party, failed to make the corresponding payment after the competition, she would have to compensate him three times the agreed sum... Three times the compensation for breach. Most commercial dealings used roughly the same rate, so there seemed to be nothing worth mentioning.
But in Iron Rakshasa's eyes, wasn't this contract a little childish? They were signing it privately, without even a notary. Clearly, it was not even the most legally binding Gao Tao contract.
"This contract seems to contain a very special restraining force," Iron Rakshasa said thoughtfully.
"A little safeguard." Little Mr. Luo's expression turned solemn. "Mayor Tie, the contract binds both parties equally. If I'm unable to participate in the competition, I'll also compensate you three times the amount."
Iron Rakshasa could not help frowning.
At that moment, she actually felt like abandoning her original plan... Why had a mere contract suddenly made her feel wary?
For once, she found herself hesitating indecisively in front of a young man.
This was not like her usual forceful style... When something abnormal happened, there was