Minister Lu indeed kept his word. The very next day, he sent over the plaque and one hundred gold coins and solemnly went to the School Clinic to apologize.
But all of this is a story for another time.
After dealing with the sundry affairs of the School Clinic, it was around dusk that Xin Lin finally returned to her small wooden hut.
Arriving at the hut, Xin Lin took out the Turing Ring with an air of mystery.
She had the Turing Ring in her possession for several days now.
For caution's sake, Xin Lin had not taken it out to examine it closely until now.
She examined the Turing Ring, a small earring that seemed quite ordinary on the outside.
"Pride Corpse, what's dirty about this thing?"
Xin Lin looked at the Turing Ring, which was very clean. Under the light of an oil lamp, it even emitted a faint glow.
Gui Hu did not respond.
This guy was throwing a temper tantrum again.
Xin Lin thought for a moment, then gathered the Fire Spirit and infused it into the Turing Ring.
