Business was business. Their past grudge had not affected Satan's judgment. As an old-school demon king, he possessed an almost bizarre calmness and shrewdness.
As for the extra terms Constantine had offered, Su Ming had no objections. After all, both The Batman Who Laughs and Joker were in Gotham. Something was bound to happen this time.
Satan only did business when ordinary people were despairing. His influence would not show itself on Su Ming's battlefield.
And by finding Pandora directly through Satan, Constantine had also shifted the blame for potentially offending God elsewhere.
Overall, all parties were satisfied. As for whose interests had been harmed, it was probably only the people of Gotham.
But Gotham's citizens had fairly strong mental resilience. Besides, what difference did it make how they died? Signing a Demon Contract before dying and living gloriously for a while was not bad either.
After Constantine and Satan both cautiously signed the contract, a young woman with a pained expression was delivered by Satan's demon army.
In a place like Limbo, where there were almost no restrictions, Satan was far stronger than the outdated Seven Deadly Sins. He merely took out his phone and made a call, and his subordinates quickly handled the matter.
"Is that a smartphone?" Su Ming could not help feeling that something was off.
"Yeah. Do you think being old means I can't use a phone?" Satan said with a smile.
"How does it work?"
"It's a demon. It just looks like a phone."
Satan seemed to be in an excellent mood. He waved for his subordinates to drop Pandora, then turned and vanished as though sinking into the ground. Before leaving, though, he smiled at Constantine and Su Ming, and it left a very unpleasant feeling.
Constantine sighed. He knew this was only