Afterward, thanks to Hun Ruoruo's belated pang of conscience, Xiao Yan temporarily regained his freedom of movement. He sprinted toward where Ka Gang and the others were, helping everyone put out the fire until dawn.
With the rising sun at his back, Xiao Yan knew it would be awkward to explain things directly to everyone, so he sought out Ka Gang alone and handed him the Storage Ring he had originally obtained from the bandits.
After taking the ring and giving it a quick look, Ka Gang's face was instantly filled with shock. He hurriedly asked, "Brother Yao Yan, wh-what do you mean by this?"
Xiao Yan smiled. "Uncle Ka Gang, there's no need to mind it. Everything in this ring is supplies and money that originally belonged to the Merchant Caravan. There's nothing extra inside."
Although he was not short of money for the time being, he had no intention of being a sucker. The resources originally looted by the Great Chieftain had long since been placed in Xiao Yan's own Storage Ring, so this one truly contained only the Merchant Caravan's wealth.
Hearing this, Ka Gang wore a bitter smile. How could he care about what was inside? This Storage Ring was clearly the most precious treasure.
Seeing that Xiao Yan had made up his mind, Ka Gang could not say much more. He nodded and accepted it. "All right. Since Brother Yao Yan has such Heart's Desire, I, Ka Gang, will naturally hand it over to the Merchant Caravan."
"Hehe, Uncle Ka Gang, this Storage Ring isn't a gift for the Merchant Caravan."
As he spoke, he tugged at the loose, ill-fitting robe on his body. Soaked through with blood, it had long since become stiff and hard. Against the youth's thin frame, it looked utterly out