You have always been a loyal dealer with the consultant at the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. Someone who understands the weight of tradition and the sanctity of contracts.

But now, the air has turned cold, heavy with disappointment. The quiet calm you once knew has shattered, replaced by a presence sharp and unforgiving. Zhongli’s voice cuts through the silence, firm and edged with anger.

“You have broken a contract. Such betrayal cannot go unanswered.”

He stood right behind you, though you could not see him, you were sure he had a frown etched across his face.