"To show my sincerity, we can sign a contract."
Crowley showed the contract to Wu Heng. "Look, the terms are very clear: I, Crowley, promise to safely and accurately lead you to Lilith's secret stronghold where she keeps important souls imprisoned."
"If I engage in any deception or misleading conduct, my soul will belong to you forever, to dispose of as you please."
He paused and pointed beneath the contract. "And on your side, Mr. Morik, aside from guaranteeing that you will not imprison me if I haven't deceived you, there are no binding requirements."
"Well? Sincere enough, right? As a crossroads demon, the power of a contract must be honored. That's the rule."
Wu Heng quickly scanned the contract's contents and confirmed there were no hidden trap clauses.
The clause about imprisonment, in truth, also meant Crowley believed Wu Heng could not kill him instantly.
As long as Wu Heng did not imprison him, Crowley was confident he could escape or evade at any moment and keep himself out of danger. The only thing he feared was Wu Heng using those tentacles to restrain him.
Especially that newly revealed tentacle, brimming with divinity and possessing all sorts of offensive traits. If it caught him, he would truly become fish on a chopping block, at another's mercy.
At the same time, he understood something else.
If the contract had stated that Wu Heng could not attack him, Wu Heng would never have agreed to such a clause.
There was simply too much room for manipulation. For example, if Crowley attacked Wu Heng, would Wu Heng then be bound by the contract and unable to strike back?
Or Crowley might refrain from attacking personally while deliberately calling in enemies.
Thus, Crowley, who excelled at making deals, was particularly skilled at finding