"Hehe! Hand over what you're holding," Ye Qiu said with a cold smile.
"Y-yes." The black-clad figure was practically frightened out of his wits by Ye Qiu. At Ye Qiu's words, he handed over the briefcase without a second thought.
Ye Qiu opened the briefcase and saw that the jade ring was lying quietly inside.
Picking up the jade ring, just as he initially suspected, the material was indeed not the usual jade, similar to the Jade Buddha and Jade Qilin he had seen before.
As soon as Ye Qiu touched the jade ring, he felt a chill emanate from it, surging directly into his mind.
This sensation made him feel momentarily dazed, as if something mystical had surfaced in his mind, yet he couldn't grasp it, causing him to furrow his brow.
Seeing Ye Qiu's distraction, the black-clad figure was overjoyed and, without care for Ye Qiu's current state, turned and ran without looking back.
He no longer cared about the jade ring; nothing was more important than staying alive!