Su Bai's gaze darkened slightly, and a powerful wave of disgust rose within him.
Just as the Puzzle Pieces had said, if Jiang Hong and Kong Rui's behavior wasn't trash, what else could it be?
Everything they did was steeped in schemes and filth, the very dregs of humanity. Although Su Bai could turn the tables and toy with them now, that was only because he had enough powerful trump cards at his disposal.
For Regular Players in the Nightmare World, especially newcomers who had only just entered it, signing the contract meant a fate no different from plunging into an abyss. Once they were caught up in it, endless torment and destruction awaited them.
In Jiang Hong and Kong Rui's eyes, these contracted Players, and even the ordinary residents of Qingliu City, probably weren't regarded as flesh-and-blood individuals at all. To men like Jiang Hong, they were merely toys, tools for their amusement.
"That contract... can it be canceled?" Su Bai lowered his head, his brows drawing together slightly. He pretended to be deep in thought, letting a faint tremor seep into his voice as though he were asking out of fear.
Jiang Hong and Kong Rui exchanged a glance, a flicker of smug satisfaction passing through their eyes, as if Su Bai were already entirely under their control.
A false smile spread across Jiang Hong's face as he said, "Of course. As long as you cooperate with our experiments, Mr. Su, our boss will cancel your contract."
Liar.
Su Bai sneered inwardly. Although his expression remained calm, he held every word Jiang Hong said in contempt. The most important reason a low-grade contract was called a low-grade contract was that it offered no way out. Once signed, it could never be canceled. That fact was obvious, but Su