Lei Fang's throat bobbed, her lashes trembling but she thrust her chin in the air, her eyes filled with defiance. "Why? It's mine. Lei Bo gave it to me."
Lies. Zhan Sheng seethed. She must have found it while looking through his things. With a flick of his wrist, he blasted a wave of devil's qi, splitting her side table into a thousand wooden splinters. Lei Fang cried out, tears gathered before spilling down her cheeks. "You—You—"
"I won't ask again."
With shaking hands, she reached into her shirt collar and pulled out a ring that was on a small necklace. Zhan Sheng reached out and snatched it, holding it within his palm. Lei Bo's ring. The silver ring gleamed with a brilliant luster, its smooth surface reflecting the light like a polished mirror. Encircling it was a meticulously crafted sigil featuring two sinuous snakes, their scales meticulously detailed. It was the same one he remembered his father using to sign documents.
