"Thank you, Senior Horse Face, for the gift. Rest assured, I will devote myself entirely to helping you eradicate the ghost menace in Jianye City." Shen Luo kept the Ghost Wailing Ring, bowed to Ma Mian in gratitude, and solemnly pledged his commitment.
Ma Mian, gratified, took something out of his bosom and threw it over.
Shen Luo hastily caught it and found it to be a small black tablet, seemingly made of some type of bone. Carved on it were gleaming bone-white runes in a circle which emitted a sense of mystique.
"This is a Messaging Token. Keep it with you at all times. I will use it to contact you whenever necessary," Ma Mian said.
Curiosity flashed across Shen Luo's face. He had read about such communication tools in the classics of Mount Fangcun. They could exchange messages over long distances.
However, he had not seen such a miraculous item in either the Bai family or the Spring and Autumn Pavilion. He didn't expect Ma Mian to produce one casually.
