The price was actually quite reasonable.
Cooperate properly, and you get your freedom back. Even in all sorts of film and television works, deals like that were common.
On one hand, he claimed the Harbinger was his favorite patient; on the other, he directly asked Fu Qian to help deal with him. In Fu Qian's eyes, Selvis's reaction was entirely understandable.
Time was running out. The Harbinger could do something even more extreme at any moment.
The fact that Selvis had waited until now to lay out the terms of the deal already showed considerable restraint.
"So you did send Lasik away in the end?"
What Fu Qian cared about more, however, was one particular detail in the conditions.
"Secretly sent her away... She was in a very bad state by then, on the verge of a complete breakdown. She couldn't do much anymore."
Selvis emphasized the word "secretly," while also pointing at the notebook in Fu Qian's hand.
"It's easy to imagine. Hope led to disappointment. The more she believed in what that thing could do, the more devastating the final result would have been."
Fu Qian saw nothing strange about that and nodded slightly.
The other party had made it quite clear. After Lasik had traveled all this way to get here, the real trigger for her breakdown had been writing those words in the notebook.
With no way out, under so much pressure that her nerves could snap at any moment, she suddenly came across a book of truth that could verify anything. It took no further temptation; very few people could resist trying it once.
Yet her final shred of hope had been crushed to pieces by the cold words on its pages. That last breath of resolve had completely failed her. That was perfectly normal