While drinking the black tea served by an old man with an American vintage style afro, skinny pants, and plaid shirt, Jessica had thought of leaving this place immediately since she didn’t feel imprisoned here.
However, she chose to stay!
Inconceivable!
As long as a sufficient transaction fee was paid, she could obtain anything she wanted. There was a lot of legends from the West and many of them were stories about making transactions with the devil.
Yet she didn’t expect to encounter such magical matters in this foreign country--- there was a moment where she thought that she was hypnotized. But in view of receiving many anti-hypnotizing trainings, these enabled her… to be sure she wasn’t in the state of being hypnotized.
"How much lifespan do I need to pay for looking for someone?" Jessica was probing, "If you’re that miraculous, you should know whom I’m looking for."
