"Then I'll get ready." Lin Yi said as he reached into his backpack and secretly grabbed the Ouroboros Ring from the stone box, clutching it tightly in his palm before picking up the book from the ground.
But this brought up an issue—he needed one hand to hold the book and the other to grip the Ouroboros Ring, leaving no way to hold Li Huiyuan's hand.
Because of the ring's strange properties, he worried that just seeing it might somehow "contaminate" Li Huiyuan, so he decided against wearing it on his finger.
"How about… you hold my wrist instead?" Lin Yi, feeling somewhat embarrassed, shrank his neck slightly. Even as he said it, he felt utterly mortified.
"Lin Yi, you bastard!" Li Huiyuan glared at him angrily, but being quite sensible, she grabbed his wrist anyway. "You owe me a proper handhold! Think of this as paying interest!"
"Alright... whatever you say." Lin Yi, knowing he had no grounds to argue, agreed without resistance.
He then glanced at the watch on his wrist.
