"Senior!" Zan Zichen froze when he caught sight of the mark on his forehead, then glanced at Yao Si with disbelief. "S-senior, you… contracted him?" 

"Contracted?" Yao Si stilled. What the f*ck does that mean?

Before he could reply, the crowd started to shout with horror-filled faces. 

"Contracted… It really is the contractor mark! She contracted Senior Qin."

"She can even contract a cultivator?!"

"Demon girl… No, she is from the demonic clan. It has to be them!"

"Hurry, let's go! I don't want to become a contracted demonic beast, I don't want to!" 

A series of squeals pierced the air. As the mental strength controlling them was gradually released, they hurriedly escaped on their flying swords without a second glance back. The area was cleared in a matter of seconds. 

"Wait a moment!" Yao Si was full of confusion. "What exactly is happening? Isn't someone going to explain it to me?" 

"Senior, don't you know?" Zan Zichen stilled. 

"What don't I know?" 

"That person..."—he poi