Lian Yi furrowed his brow: "You're being so verbose, are you trying to stall for time?"
Luo Zhao smiled: "General Lian also knows what I, Luo, value. I just want a guarantee for my peace of mind.
"You've all seen my sincerity by now. Are you not even willing to give me such a small promise?"
Lian Yi was about to say more, but Lian Yang, unwilling to waste more time, stopped him and said, "Let me see the document."
Luo Zhao handed over the document.
After reviewing it carefully several times, Lian Yang confirmed that it was simply a commitment letter, without any hidden tricks. He then reached out for the inkpad, pressing his thumb to make a mark at the top of the document.
Luo Zhao said, "Let's do it thoroughly; leave a full palm print."
Lian Yang glanced at him. Despite his displeasure, he didn't want to engage further and pressed his entire right palm on the inkpad before stamping it on the document.
