Upon understanding the contract, Xu Mu's face involuntarily turned ashen.
This was not a contract; this was clearly slavery!
What audacity!
Although Xu Mu did not believe that a mere contract could bind him, the mysterious power of the other party might influence him. Even Xu Tiantian, who had reached the Perfection of Foundation Establishment, had been silently manipulated by the other party.
"And what if I don't agree?" Xu Mu said coldly.
He lifted his gaze to the void, his eyes seeming to penetrate the endless fog, reaching the source of the mystery.
"If you don't agree, then I will have to make the woman's soul scatter to the winds!"
The mysterious person laughed triumphantly, "It's just a sacrifice of faith, is it too much to ask? Are you so bent on it that you would sacrifice your own daughter's life?"
"How dare you threaten me!"
Xu Mu's gaze was as cold as frost.
