After exchanging contact information, Ming Ju, who had already left the office, paused, then turned around and came back.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Zixun, who was holding a tablet, looked up when he heard the door open.
"I have something for you."
With his right hand, he fumbled with the ring on his left ring finger.
Ming Ju took out a bell and threw it to Lu Zixun, "This is the Soul Suppressing Bell. Wear it around your neck, and it can protect you from the spiritual lock of the King Worm's assassination."
Before Lu Zixun could thank him, Ming Ju left the office without looking back.
Catching the pitch-black Soul Suppressing Bell and taking a look, Lu Zixun muttered 'weirdo' under his breath and tossed it into the talisman storage.
Xiong Kang, who had gone to the archives to gather information, returned to the office with documents taller than himself.
Seeing the mountain of documents, Lu Zixun's mouth twitched.
