"There's no need to apologize. I'm just giving you a little reminder and explanation, so everyone's relationship doesn't become so tense. Besides, if nothing goes wrong, the decree will definitely have you working with me in the Hall of Penal Law. Consider it an advance gift to the official in charge. Besides, a fourth-grade Dao Artifact is plenty sincere, and with some assorted gifts added, I think you'll have enough face when you get there. Of course, this is only the beginning. Our superior at the Hall of Penal Law will personally pay a visit afterward, and there will naturally be even more substantial gifts by then. So yours can only count as a stepping stone." Heizi consoled me.
I was still depressed. Although directly sending a fourth-grade Dao Artifact was certainly a grand gesture—after all, Zhu Daohe used it smoothly, and returning all her original Dao Artifacts as well could be considered thorough—who was going to shoulder the blame for beating her into a spirit body? I was from the Hall of Penal Law. It would be strange if her mother didn't chase me through the streets with a cleaver!
"No. The independent forces of the Hall of Penal Law beat Miss Zhu into a spirit body. If we don't show some sincerity over this, I don't think I should go this time either. Her mother will chop me to pieces on the spot!" I said with a frown.
"I knew you'd complain about this and that. Then wait a little longer. Zhen Dayu has already gone to get more things," Heizi said.
"That's more like it. These things are fine for returning to Zhu Daohe, but to meet her father, they're probably still far from enough. Your Hall of Penal Law is far too good at using people!"