Debt of Gratitude

"Wouldn't this seem too cold?" Lin Qing stared at Chen Xuan's phone. "Aren't you going to chat with her a little longer?"

Chen Xuan closed WeChat. "We're called the Ability Center, not Ability Friends. The less we talk, the easier it'll be to cut ties later."

"Really? I never thought you used to be such a cold person." Though Lin Qing said that, there was not the slightest hint of displeasure on her face.

Was she trying to get me to say she was the special one? Chen Xuan turned his head away and deliberately refused to fall for her trick. "What about you? Are you sure you've already hacked into her phone?"

Lin Qing pouted. "Of course. Such a primitive system—Little Green only needs a minute to crack it."

That contract had really just been a smokescreen.

Whether Secret Transaction or the One-Way Demand function, both were essentially forms of Ability Transaction. Once something was sold, it was sold; if the other party did not agree, there was no way for him to take it back. The moment Jiang Siqi signed her name, it was equivalent to agreeing to a Secret Transaction. If he tried to use One-Way Demand on her again in the same way, she might not agree so readily.

They had not intended to turn an internet celebrity streamer into a professional spy either. They said they wanted her to film some vlogs about life in the organization and send them over, but in reality, they would hack into her phone and monitor conversations within the organization on a daily basis. Even if the organization was on guard, it did not matter. As long as she did not suspect them, Lin Qing could provide her with a device that existing surveillance technology would find difficult to