Yi Yang accepted the box without opening it on the spot and casually tucked it into his Storage Ring.
The movement was perfectly natural, as quick as slipping something into a pocket.
But beside him, Wu Ge stiffened for a moment.
A Storage Ring.
Such things were not rare in Great Yu, but those who could afford them were either scions of wealthy clans or high-ranking martial artists with deep pockets. A reasonably good Storage Ring cost at least fifty spirit crystals.
A Deputy Chief Inspector from a backwater like Suining Prefecture actually had one?
Wu Ge's brow furrowed beneath his felt cap.
But he asked no questions and merely nodded.
"As you please, Lord Yi."
Yi Yang cupped his hands, turned his horse, and headed toward the front of the group.
Wu Ge watched him go with a subtle expression on his face.
The unease in his heart grew stronger.
Was this man poor or rich?
Call him poor, and he casually produced a Storage Ring. Call him rich, and he only had thirty soldiers under his command and wasn't even riding a decent horse.
Wu Ge could not figure it out.
But he did not dwell on it.
As far as he was concerned, the Storage Ring was probably a perk of the man's position as Deputy Chief Inspector. He knew little about Great Yu's Heaven Patrol Office. Perhaps such things were standard issue there.
Once Yi Yang reached the front, Wu Ge glanced at Wu Yanluo and lowered his voice to barely a whisper.
"What you gave him wasn't the gift I prepared?"
Wu Yanluo sat on her horse with her legs swinging, her two braids bouncing out from beneath her cloak, looking utterly carefree.
"The one you prepared was good too, Uncle, but it wasn't quite