Want to go against the empire?

Is it worth it for a batch of unknown documents?

Although he already knew the grudge between the founder of the Northern Empire and the girl in front of him, as the other party said, it was already a story seven centuries ago. He could not get these old stories and punish the uninformed ones outside, right?

It is understandable that Aona calls those people the descendants of the betrayers because she is a witness of history and has resentment in her heart. But he can understand it, but it is difficult to empathize with it.

But the Imperial people's plans always made him feel a little uneasy.

"I can try it," Fang Ling replied, "but I can't guarantee that I will do anything to the Empire people. I can only guarantee that I will keep my mouth shut and not leak what I see to anyone outside of this place."

"But can I trust you?" Aona asked, "Mr. Ed."

"I don't know," Fang Yu shook his head, "because I can only confirm my inner thoughts. Whether I can trust me depends on you."

"Okay," Aona sighed, "I like your honesty. In fact, I have learned some ways to look at people over the long period of time. I don't think you are the kind of person who can lie easily, but what about them?"

The girl looked at the others.

"Senior Sister Luo Wei, Liu Liyue, Xiaoyao and Shui Wuming, they are all craftsmen, I may need their help," Fang Rong replied, "But I can't guarantee the others."

He looked at several people.

Xiaoyao raised his hand and said, "I have a simple idea. Let's make a contract with Ms. Roman and make it a commercial contract. The most severe breach of contract terms is to charge a little more processing fee. We can afford this little money. I am also very curious about the things in that box."

"I agree." Shui Wuming also replied.

Aona was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect these people to use this method. Of course, she knew that the business goddess, the Orin God system had existed for thousands of years before the establishment of the mortal empire.

But there is no temple for business ladies and no other priests here. How can you draw such a contract?

"This is simple," Fang Rong replied, "it's difficult for others, but it's not that complicated for us."

He shook his hand gently, and in Aona's surprised gaze, he presented a translucent light page to the other party.

The girl's eyes were as shocked as if she had seen the devil unfolding a soul contract in front of her for the first time. "This...is this..." She noticed the holy emblem above the contract and the sacred breath, "This is really the literary deed of the business lady."

"Wait," she couldn't help but look at Fang Ling and asked, "Are you also Ms. Roman's pastor?"

Fang Yu shook his head. "Ms. Aona."

“We are the chosen ones.”
Chapter completed!