Li Fan stood in silence for a long time, then bowed three times towards the blood-stained deck.
When he turned around, he saw Yao Zhenren sitting cross-legged on the deck, his eyes covered in dry scabs of blood, not yet regenerated, so he couldn't tell if the master was in meditation or awake—it seemed he hadn't learned any technique to regenerate eyeballs.
Then a piece of silver leaf emerged from Yao Xuanzhou's eye sockets and flew onto Li Fan's hand, rubbing against it.
'Xuantian Sword Intent requests to make a contract with the host. You can spend all current lottery charging points to renew the contract with Xuantian Sword Intent, do you agree?'
...Is there really an option to renew the contract? Your system's labor contracts are really quite flexible... Fine then.
'Xuantian Sword Intent has been bound'
