"…" Ye Qingtang did not know what to say. However, her gaze quickly shifted to the man with the goatee.
"The Nine Souls Ring is still on his person."
The Undead immediately looked at the man with the goatee. Their empty eye sockets seemed to be filled with the intention to kill.
"Despicable human, how dare you make a fool of us!"
"Kill him! Flay him and we will certainly find the Nine Souls Ring!"
The man with the goatee suddenly had a bright idea. He hurriedly smiled at Ye Qingtang and said, "Great Holy Lord, I would never dare to make fools of the esteemed Undead Clan. I… am merely a great admirer of yours. I only wanted to look reverently upon the Nine Souls Rings that you wore. Since I have seen your esteemed self now, I am content. I will certainly return the Nine Souls Ring with all due respect."
As he spoke, the man with the goatee unhurriedly took an exquisite bangle from his robes.
