"Oh…" Ye Qingtang's lips tugged up. "Are you really unwilling to do so? Even if you die?"
"Pfft. Even if I die, I will never sign a master and servant contract with you. Just kill that thought already!" The little white tiger looked as if he faced death with equanimity.
Ye Qingtang pondered.
She seemed to have stepped on the Fiendcelestial Beast's bottom line. Looking at the little white tiger, it would probably not agree to sign the master and servant agreement even if he were to die…
Ye Qingtang changed the track of discourse and said, "It's fine if we don't fix a master and servant contract. However, we should sign an equality contract at least so that we cannot betray each other."
After the little white tiger heard that Ye Qingtang changed her stance, the little white tiger's expression turned slightly better. The master and servant contract was impossible, but if it was an equality contract, it seemed to still be worth considering.
