Request from the Blacksmith

"Potential contracts?

"Well." Thousands of shopkeeper from his arms out of a piece of paper, the top of the dense write some words "this potential contract only and have a certain potential of young people signed, can be said to be a gamble."

"Gambling? Where does that begin?"

Jiang Jie took over that contract, carefully looked up.

Slowly, his face gradually rise excited color, until the contract all read, he took a deep breath: "signed the contract as long as promised to wang Xiang floor to do a thing within one's power?"

"Well, that's true." Qian shopkeeper nodded with a smile and continued: "The potential is not other, in case those people die midway? So it's a bit of a gamble."

Jiang Jie listened to thousands of shopkeeper after a slight frown.

It's not nice to be cursed like that, but the potential contract is, as they say, a gamble.