As Beiting Huang spoke, she grabbed a handful of shiny coins and stuffed them into Mu Qingling's hand. Then, she took out a small ring and put it on Mu Qingling's finger. She gently flicked her fingertip, and a drop of blood fell on the ring. "This is a storage ring, and this is twenty Rubis. Go buy a few servants and decorate this house again."
This house was already dilapidated to begin with, and now that she had put on a martial arts performance here, it was in an even worse state.
Mu Qingling, on the other hand, was stunned. Storage ring and Rubis. Why were these things so foreign to her? Storage rings were rare in the Central Continent. One storage ring was priceless. Also, twenty Rubis. Where did the Ninth Young Master get so much money?
She didn't dare to take them.
