Gu Qingheng's eyes lit up instantly, but when he saw the Silver Thumb Ring, he frowned and even set aside the naming matter for the moment. What did Xinxin mean by this? Xinxin wouldn't give him something that belonged to another man without reason, so... Suddenly, he walked under the lamp and carefully examined the inside of the Silver Thumb Ring. He suddenly let out a cold laugh: "So that's it." He knew that kid wasn't a good person; turns out he was a member of the Flame Sect. Well, perhaps next, he could use this Silver Thumb Ring to do something.
The border seemed peaceful for now, but tensions were simmering beneath the surface, and Dapu East Village was quite lively as well.
In front of Daguan Building, Feng Caie was crying her eyes out, "Xinxin, I know my son Ruban was wrong, but he's still young. Please let him go."
