Sun Zhen looked at the ring on his hand, and he certainly knew what it was made of. The blood-red ring was not made of metal but seemed liquid, occasionally flowing with features like eyes and noses, which gave him a chill.
It was because the ring itself was folded to contain two faces, which looked quite terrifying.
As he pushed open the door, what he saw was not the originally tidy carriage, but an old one weathered by time.
"Apart from envy, there's also pride, gluttony, sloth, wrath, greed... am I missing one?" He remembered Qin Muye mentioning a total of seven, but why did he only count six when he went through them?
But never mind that, better take care of it first.
"There's one in every carriage. The one here is envy, and he said the next carriage was gluttony," he said.