"Of course what I said is true, and if you're lucky, you might even get closer," Wen Wen replied with a smile. By the looks of it, Zhangsun Jing seemed ready to agree.
Zhangsun Jing took a deep breath and then asked seriously, "You're not trying to make me an undercover agent in the Hunter Association or turn me into a killing machine, are you?"
"Of course not, the duty of our Catastrophe Containment Facility is to identify threats..." Wen Wen began to recite a familiar set of spiel to Zhangsun Jing.
"Then... it's a deal!"
Zhangsun Jing agreed before even hearing the whole thing.
He was willing to pay any price to restore his abilities. If Wen Wen was deceiving him, then he would simply commit suicide; he didn't want to live like this for another day.
Wen Wen was taken aback for a moment, then a chrysanthemum-like smile bloomed on his face.
Then, with unprecedented pleasure, he signed a contract with Zhangsun Jing and went straight back to the Sanctuary.
