As the two female voices finally subsided, Fang Yuan, who had been overlooked until now, quickly interjected, "Hey! Who are you two?"
"Why are you in the ring my mother gave me?" He demanded, utterly astonished. By now, he had realized that the voices were coming from the ring on his right hand.
He had worn this ring for over a decade and was completely unaware that it had occupants!
"Fang Yuan, isn't it?" came a voice, alluring yet tinged with exasperation, unmistakably belonging to Shangguan Ning. "Are you hard of hearing, or do you just not understand?"
At this comeback, Fang Yuan was left speechless, his mouth twitching slightly. Reflecting on it, the quarrel between the two women had indeed revealed quite a bit of information.
The enchanting voice belonged to Shangguan Ning, while the calm, aloof one was Nangong Wan's.
