A glint of annoyance passed through Qin Sisi's eyes. She quickly took a step back. With a flick of her wrist, the Divine Dog's Fury was in her hand.
Qin Sisi raised the Divine Dog's Fury and swung it down onto the floor in front of Lan Di. The black rope and cold glinting fangs burst forth with a chilling energy, forcing the arrogant Lan Di to retreat a few steps.
Lan Di's expression shifted slightly as he looked at the formidable Divine Dog's Fury. A hint of fear surfaced in his eyes. As a Ghost Immortal, he possessed powerful spiritual power. Still, facing the Divine Dog's Fury, the overwhelming pressure made him feel suffocated.
Qin Sisi coldly asked, "Will you carry out this transaction or not?"
Lan Di, who had seen much of the world, quickly regained his composure. He laughed and replied, "Of course, I will."
As he spoke, Lan Di took the white paper with writing on it from Qin Sisi. He assured her seriously, "You can trust me. I will get back to you as soon as possible."
