"Here, don't say I'm bullying you. This is an employment contract. If you think it's fair, sign it." Luo Qian tossed a sheet of paper in front of Nangong Jue. Nangong Jue picked it up, took one look, and shook his head like a rattle-drum. "How can I sign this? I'd practically be selling myself to you." Luo Qian felt sick. "My tastes are perfectly normal! Besides, with a face like yours, you could ward off evil pasted to a door and prevent pregnancy pasted above a bed. Even if I did fancy men, I'd find myself a pretty silk sleeve. You're a scrap of filthy diaper, so spare me!"
Nangong Jue looked devastated. "Am I really that hideous?" Luo Qian snorted. "Enough. Stop putting on an act. You wanted to work with me, didn't you? Sign this agreement and we're partners. Don't worry, you'll get every Saint Stone you're owed. Work for me and you'll have money to spend, with safety coming first." But Nangong Jue was still stuck on the earlier question. "Please, you have to tell me. Am I really that hideous? I used to be a handsome rat, with three thousand beauties in my harem. Did ascending to the Saint Realm make me such a dreadful sight? This matters to me. Please tell me!"
A handsome rat? More like a giant pest, Luo Qian thought, amused. To be fair, Dongfang Chen had a clean, pale face and was hardly ugly. Luo Qian had only lashed out because he was irritated. He hadn't expected to wound Nangong Jue's "pure and tender" heart, and he felt the tiniest pang of guilt. "Fine, I take it back. You may not be a handsome rat, but you're at least average. Happy?"
Nangong Jue wiped away his tears. "All right. I'll