"Retired from Class A Special Forces? No wonder you have a different aura from others!"
Bai Yan said with a chuckle.
The temperament of a soldier is extremely distinct, standing out among the crowd like a crane among chickens.
"Boss, you flatter me!"
Zhao Ting humbly replied, visibly flattered.
"I like you quite a bit, so I'm offering you a contract. What do you say, would you consider signing it?"
Bai Yan gestured and said with a smile.
Wisps of black air appeared, twisting in the air, forming into a demon contract that materialized on the office desk, exuding a mysterious aura from the black contract.
This young man had good character and was very much to Bai Yan's liking.
Since there were plenty of openings for Demon Servants, why not take Zhao Ting in and strengthen his capabilities?
After all, his current strength was only that of a special forces soldier, far from the combat team members who are God's adversaries.
"This... this is!"
