I held the piece of paper in my hand and stood outside the palace gate for three full seconds.
Hot bullfrog.
Big portion.
Li Shimin, an emperor throughout the ages and the founder of the Zhenguan rule, was asking me about the governance of the country in the "Book of Han" just now, but he turned around and was thinking about Bullfrog.
I folded the note and stuffed it into my sleeve, then got on the sedan with the gold cake in my hand.
The sedan jolted toward the mansion, and I sat inside, holding the ring in front of my eyes to study. It is made of bronze, and there is a circle of incomprehensible words engraved on the ring. It looks like seal script but is not seal script. Anyway, it is not any font in Kong Yingda's memory.
"System." I shouted in my heart.
The light screen pops up, and this time the interface is clearer.
The top shows the balance: 2000 points.
