The iron rings hanging from the girl's wrist were not some precious or rare spiritual material. They had merely been forged from ordinary iron, without even a trace of Spiritual Power fluctuations within them.
Yet it was precisely these iron rings that made Li Qing's heart tremble faintly, his emotions beginning to stir.
His thoughts surged, memories turned their pages, and the scenes in his mind suddenly returned to the days when he had been nothing more than a cowherd.
Back then, everyone still called him Er Niu!
It was merely because he ranked second in the family, and because they kept two plow oxen at home, that he had acquired such a rustic name.
Looking at these iron rings, Li Qing found it increasingly difficult to calm the emotions in his heart.
Because when his elder brother had first become engaged, Li Qing had used his clumsy craftsmanship to forge two iron rings as a gift for his brother's future wife.
They had been somewhat shabby, but the sentiment behind them had been genuine.
Thinking of this, Li Qing couldn't help but clench his hand.
He recognized the iron rings hanging from the Lightning Spiritual Root girl's wrist. They were precisely the pair he had personally forged back then!
There could be no mistake. The rings bore the character Li, which he had carved himself. Though they were mottled with rust, he recognized them at a glance.
"Where did the pair of iron rings on your wrist come from?" Li Qing asked calmly.
The girl with the Lightning Spiritual Root froze for a moment, then answered openly,
"These are keepsakes my mother left me before she passed away! Does the Ancestor have a problem with them?"
Upon hearing this, Li Qing nodded slightly before shaking his head. "No, there