Yi Chen and Jin Gang had just left the arena when they were called to a halt by a host with a smooth face bearing only a mouth-like structure.
The Acolyte Knights who had won the gladiatorial match had completed all the procedures for transferring their prize money, so the two of them needed to go backstage to collect their considerable reward.
The prize was certainly substantial. Yi Chen had expected them to bring out an enormous sack to hold the money,
but what was ultimately placed in their hands were two rings.
They were rings forged from blood-tumor jade, each with an exquisite miniature treasure chest embedded in its surface. Even with the naked eye, it was impossible to determine what material the chest was made of.
When Yi Chen tried touching the treasure-chest decoration on the ring, the chest suddenly opened its mouth. It revealed sharp fangs and stuck out a flat tongue, seemingly very resistant to being touched by strangers.
The host explained, "The final prize money for this gladiatorial match is the highest in the history of the event. Each of you has been awarded twelve thousand Ancient Coins.
"Since the amount exceeds ten thousand, we are presenting you with 'Greed Rings,' which possess the ability to store Ancient Coins.
"The prize money has already been swallowed by them. Now, all you need to do is drip your blood into the rings to bind them. You can then easily take the Ancient Coins out."
"There's something like this?"
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the ring, Yi Chen dripped blood from his fingertip into it,
The blood slid down the treasure chest's tongue and into its body. The entire ring immediately glowed with a bloodstained radiance. A sense of affinity radiated from the ring,