Xie Yanghua smiled, "Alright, go ahead."
Bai Nianxian approached the bed and placed Tong Ran down, raising his gaze, "1, you cannot touch Mo Nanjue; he must remain alive, otherwise our cooperation ceases; 2, I need sufficient life freedom, able to freely enter and exit my residence; 3, I won't accept cosmetic surgery, use other methods."
Xie Yanghua raised an eyebrow, "1 and 2 are doable, but for 3, why not accept cosmetic surgery?"
"I'm not sure I can fully adapt, besides, cosmetic surgery is too risky."
"Well, how about this," Xie Yanghua tapped his fingers on the table, "try it for three days. I assure you, once you try, you won't want to walk away."
"How do I try for three days?"
"High similarity human skin mask, never heard of it?" Xie Yanghua smiled, "Since you've agreed with me, let's start with fulfilling your promise."
Bai Nianxian stood up.
