Ning pulled the ring out and put it on his own finger. He then scanned the young man for any other items he might have on him.
There was an amulet for his protection, armor too, and some sort of tattoo on him.
"Give me back my storage ring!" the young man cried out.
"Sure, why not?" Ning said as he looked at the storage ring on his finger. He sent a wave of Qi into it and within moments he refined it to make it his own, rather than the young man's.
He then pulled out every little item that was in the storage ring and laid it on the ground next to them.
The cost of some of the items in this storage ring was enough to make kings go to war in some smaller kingdoms, not to mention the storage ring itself.
And yet this young man had it on him without any care in the world.
'It's quite large too,' Ning thought to himself. The storage ring was nearly the size of his own storage space.
