ot to mention that he and Song Ying already had a contract.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!In Song Ying's expectant gaze, Qin Sang stepped forward, placing her finger...omething. It stopped dead in its tracks, its gaze fixed on the corner of the wall, an icy patch of wall.>All around were chaotic, uncountable scratch marks. Only in this inconspicuous corner, there we...