Some see an object and think of a person, while others see a person and remember another.
As soon as Zhao Zun saw the guard asking for a beating, the scene from that day resurfaced in his mind—
Han Lei swallowed the food in her mouth, took off the jade ring from her neck, snorted, and tossed it at him.
"Hmph! What kind of lousy token is this, it's useless."
The jade ring traced a perfect arc in the air, and Zhao Zun, realizing what it was, hurriedly caught it with one hand.
At that moment, his heart sank abruptly, as if a hole had opened within it.
Fortunately, the Love Lock landed firmly in his palm.
At that time, Zhao Zun let out a big sigh of relief.
He knew very well that this wasn't some token. It was just a fabrication to trick Han Lei into wearing it around her neck...
Zhao Zun pulled back his thoughts, gave the guard a deep look, then supported the old lady as they walked into the County Magistrate's residence, leaving others behind to handle the luggage.
