"There was still one opportunity. I just didn't know whether you were willing." Ye Yu suddenly smiled at the Fat Monk.
The Fat Monk frowned. "Kid, I always feel like you're holding in something foul. Tell me first."
"Very simple." Ye Yu raised his hand, and a master-servant contract appeared in his palm. "This kind of contract can only take effect once. Once you sign one with me, you won't be able to sign another with the Xu family. How you choose is up to you."
The Fat Monk looked at Ye Yu, feeling as though he had escaped a wolf's den only to enter a tiger's lair. "You're not going to trick me, are you?"
"At the very least, I won't force you to break your vows," Ye Yu said.
After Feng Qiwen could no longer be used, Ye Yu needed someone he could employ. The Fat Monk was actually quite suitable.
Though this fellow could be unreliable at times, he was someone who stayed true to his heart.
The Fat Monk stared at Ye Yu for a long while before willingly signing the contract with him. "I trust you. From today onward, I'll follow you. But you have to keep me full for all three meals, and you can't force me to break my vows."
Ye Yu smiled faintly, then slowly rose to his feet. "Come with me. We'll find another place to stay."
As Ye Yu led the Fat Monk out of the small courtyard, some Xu family members nearby frowned. Yet when they remembered Ye Yu's status, not a single one dared step forward to stop them.
Who would dare touch someone protected by Guan Yunlan? Even the clan head might not dare.
Very soon, the Fat Monk also sensed that something was off. "Kid, why